After Hours, She Teaches Me More Than Books

Underneath the desk, her fingers dance, stroking her clit through the thin fabric of her panties. She looks at me, her eyes filled with desire, and tells me to come closer. I comply, my chair scraping against the wooden floor. She stands up, her body pressing against mine, her breath hot on my ear as she whispers her fantasies. She wants me to fuck her right here, on her desk, among the scattered books and papers. She wants me to make her scream, to make her forget everything but my cock inside her. I reach around, unhooking her bra, feeling her nipples harden against my palms. She grinds against me, her panties soaked, as I tease her, making her beg for more.

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