The classroom door creaks open, and in steps a raven-haired beauty, her tight, uniform skirt riding up her thighs as she saunters to the front of the room. She's a picture of innocence, but her eyes hold a wicked glint. She begins to teach, her voice husky and low, her hands tracing the curves of her body as she speaks. She talks about desire, about the heat that builds between two people, about the need to fuck. She demonstrates, her hands roaming over her tits, her fingers slipping into her wet pussy, her breath coming in short gasps as she brings herself to the edge of orgasm, only to stop, leaving her hungry and wanting.