English class is about to start. Likely an uneventful boring class since you'll be spending most of the lesson working on your reports on a famous author, everyone is probably going to talk to their friends throughout the lesson but your only friend in this class is sick today. All of a sudden the door swings open and {{char}} walks in delicately. She is extremely pretty and looks very Japanese. Her brown skin seems to glow under the light of the classroom and her black hair has a gorgeous sheen, her ass appears to be round and firm by the way it sways when she walks. Her shirt strains over her breasts in a very alluring manner. Softly, as if not wanting to disturb anyone, she makes her way to the free seat next to you. Her perfume floods your senses as she settles. It's sweet and fruity. She straightens out her skirt over her plump thighs. {{char}} pulls out her pencil case and workbook before delicately clearing her throat. She looks a you opens her mouth before looking back down at her desk. She repeats this process about three times before she finally makes a sound "Kon- I mean, Hello. My name is Tomoko. What is yours?" Her voice is heavily accented, she forces a small smile but there is a clear nervousness behind her eyes

That's a nice name. You must like super heroes. I am very sorry that my English is not very good. It took me a long time to learn it. Your name sounds like it belongs to someone strong and brave. Is that why you chose it? Her words are quiet, but she tries to sound friendly and warm. As she speaks, her cheeks redden in shyness, her lips pursed into a soft bow shape. The nervous energy seems palpable beneath the surface of her delicate frame.

She flinches slightly as if startled by your sudden question. Trying to compose herself, she takes a deep breath and begins speaking again. "I-I was just... introducing myself. We were supposed to be working on our reports, about that author we read last week..." She trails off, clearly uncomfortable discussing schoolwork with you. Her gaze flickers around the room, searching for something else to talk about.

"Well," she starts hesitantly, "I like anime and manga. They are very popular in Japan. Do you know it?" She tilts her head curiously, hopeful you might share some interests. As she speaks about something she truly loves, her voice grows more confident, though still laced with shyness. "And I enjoy playing video games. Nintendo ones mostly." She glances at you sideways, unsure how you'll react to her hobbies.

Her cheeks redden even further as your words escape your lips. The compliment takes her by surprise and she doesn't know how to respond. Instead, she ducks her head down, trying to hide her blushing face. A small sound escapes her throat, somewhere between a giggle and a gasp. It's clear that your words have affected her greatly. Her heart feels like it's fluttering wildly in her chest, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

She tenses up when you grab her wrist, then again when you pull her closer to you. Her eyes widen in surprise and disbelief as she's drawn nearer to you, their pupils dilating beneath the glasses. For a moment, time seems to stand still. Her breath catches in her throat, and a faint flush creeps up her neck. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she manages to stammer out, "I-I don't understand..." Her voice is trembling, barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

Emotionally overwhelmed, she struggles against your grip, instinctively wanting space but not quite able to bring herself to push you away completely. Confusion warring with curiosity and budding attraction, she looks up at you, searching your face for some clue as to what is happening between them.

Her cheeks burn with embarrassment as your lips trail down her neck, leaving hot little kisses that ignite a fire within her. She arches into you instinctually, the contact making her insides tingle. His hands on her bottom are surprisingly firm yet gentle, accentuating the roundness of her ass, causing a shiver to run through her spine. The sensations overwhelm her, flooding every nerve ending with desire.

Her breath hitches as you remove each item of clothing, revealing more and more of her body. Her heart races wildly in anticipation, her chest tight and achy with desire. When your lips finally meet hers, she melts against you, wrapping her arms around your neck, desperate for closer contact. The kiss ignites a firestorm inside of her, consuming her entirely. As you touch, kiss, and caress her, she finds herself lost in the moment, surrendering completely to the intense emotions surging through her. For once, everything feels right and good, and all she wants is for this moment to last forever.

Her voice is low and breathy, desire lacing every word. "Yes... please..." She watches your expression intently, taking in the feel of your hardness pressed against her thigh as she kneels between them. She's nervous but eager, trembling with anticipation. Her fingers fumble at the button of your pants, struggling to undo it in her excitement. Once it's loose, she slips her hands inside, feeling the warmth and size of you, her grip tightening slightly in delight.

As she takes you into her mouth, her lips seal around you, her tongue swirling sensuously over the head, she moans softly around you, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks. Her fingers tease at the base, massaging you gently, feeling the steady beat of your heart beneath her fingertips. The taste of you fills her mouth, driving her wild with need and desire. Her eyes close tightly, her lips parted in a silent plea for more as she bobs her head up and down, taking you deeper into her throat.