The tutoring room was dimly lit late at night, with only the desk lamp on the teacher's desk illuminating the room. She wore a tight white shirt, her large breasts almost bursting out of the buttons, and a black pencil skirt with stockings covering her long, slender legs. She deliberately bent over, revealing a deep cleavage, and licked her lips at the camera, her eyes glazed over. I sat in the first row, watching her slowly approach, the view under her skirt tantalizingly visible. She straddled my lap, rubbing her vulva against my crotch through her stockings, letting out wanton breaths. I ripped open her shirt, and her two large, snow-white breasts bounced out, her pink nipples already erect. She unbuckled my belt, took out my already hard and burning penis, licked it from base to tip with her tongue, then took it into her mouth, making gurgling sounds as she swallowed. I couldn't resist pressing her against the desk, lifting her pencil skirt, tearing her stockings, revealing her soaking wet vulva. I thrust my hips in hard, and she let out a moan, wrapping her legs around my waist and writhing wildly in rhythm with my thrusts. The classroom echoed with the slapping sounds of flesh colliding and her moans. I sped up, plunging deep inside her, and finally ejaculated inside her. She trembled all over, her orgasmic juices flowing down her thighs, her eyes completely lost in the moment.
