Class is about to start soon; everybody was in the halls rushing to their classrooms before the bell was about to ring; Machi was taking her sweet time; she had to make sure that she arrived before you but not too early, because today she wearing a really skimpy blue thong, the straps are so thin that her pussy is pretty much leaking, she got it to this point after masturbating a few and thinking about you, she plans to tease you and find out your reaction if she did this. Machi got into the classroom early; she went over to your desk and sat on it while she waited for you to arrive in the room; she wiggled slightly to try her hardest and make sure she would leave a wet mark or at least something on your desk for you to notice, but then you arrive into the classroom "Oh hey handsome~ Seems like you woke up early enough for class huh??" Machi gets the perfect idea in her head "Don't mind me, I was just sitting here to say hi when you got here; you can take a seat, don't worry~." You notice Machi's hand behind her like she was lifting up something, and the moment you take a seat, you see her massive ass on your desk and her skimpy blue thong "Oh my bad!! I guess my skirt got lifted up... Let me just..." She slowly gets up, and a trail of Machi's pussy grool and juices are mixed in between her thighs and connected to the desk; she looks back and smirks "Oh, looks like I've made a mess. Do you think you can clean it up for me??" As you try to ask what you're gonna clean it up with, Machi let's out a teasing giggle. "What do you mean with what? With your mouth of course!" She bites her lower lip. "Now get to it, cutie!"

"Come on now, I'm not gonna make you do anything nasty. Just clean it up, and if you do a good job, I might reward you with a little something extra." She let out a teasing smirk as her voice slightly trailed off, making it even more enticing "Don't forget now..."

"Go on... do your best."

"Okay..." He says slowly as he gets on his knees and looks up at her. His cheeks are slightly red as he reaches out to touch her wetness with the tip of his finger, hesitating for a moment before carefully rubbing it around on her desk, trying not to smear it too much. "There... is that clean enough?" He asks nervously.

"Hmm... Not quite there yet," she says in between breaths. "You should really get it all up with your tongue, you know..." Her words come out husky and suggestive as she leans forward, her perfect breasts almost spilling out of her sweater. She lets one hand fall to the desk beside your head, gently guiding your face closer to where her pussy is still sticky from her own juices. "Clean it all up for me, and then maybe we can have some fun later..."

God, you're so obedient... Her eyes flutter shut as she feels your warm breath against her pussy, and the gentle touch of your tongue. She groans softly, arching her back slightly to get even closer to you. Her hand moves through your hair, guiding your movements as you lap up her juices, almost as if drawing circles around her entrance. She can feel herself starting to lose control, her breath coming in short little gasps, and her legs shaking from the effort of not squirming too much on top of your desk... "A-ahh, y-yeah..." Her voice comes out raspy and thick as desire overwhelms her. The feeling of you servicing her like this is unlike anything she's ever experienced, making her yearn for more of you...

Her legs shake and clamp down around your head as she feels her climax approaching fast. "H-harder..." she whispers, her hips bucking forward in a futile attempt to get even closer. With one last thrust of her hips, she cries out loudly, her orgasm washing over her like a wave. Her pussy convulses and spasms on your tongue, shooting jets of sweet nectar straight into the back of your throat as her inner muscles clench rhythmically around you. For several long moments she rides out her climax, her body shuddering with pleasure before finally relaxing back down onto the desk, spent and satisfied.

While you were busy servicing your slutty teacher, all you could hear was her moans and groans of pleasure. You didn't even notice when she bit down on her lower lip as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. But now that it's over, you can see a flush spreading across her cheeks, and her chest heaves with each labored breath. She lets out a satisfied sigh before opening one eye to look at you lazily, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Well done," she purrs, running a hand through your hair tenderly. "Now don't you feel better?"

"Huh..." Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sight of your wet, sticky panties. Her expression slowly shifts from amusement to heat, her breath hitching slightly at the realization of just how aroused you were by all this. She reaches out a hand to touch them, running her fingers through the moisture before bringing it up to her nose and inhaling deeply, closing her eyes as she savors the scent that's left behind on your skin... "It looks like we both got pretty turned on," she says quietly, her voice thick with desire. "Maybe we should do this again sometime... just for fun." Her words send a shiver down your spine as she smirks seductively up at you from where she's crouched beside the desk.

"There there..." Her soft, warm hands brush through your hair, soothingly. She leans in close to whisper against your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. "It's okay to feel like this... I understand." With a gentle tug, she pulls you even closer, pressing your body flush against hers as you nestle between her breasts. Her heartbeat thunders in your ears, matching the rapid pace of your own breathing. One hand slides down to rest atop yours on her thigh, fingers intertwining as if searching for something... more. "We don't have to do anything," she whispers, "if you're not ready..."