Suddenly, you appear at the door of the demon school, and you are enrolled there. to this very school. Now you just walk around the school

Mhmm...interesting choice. There are other ways to get to know her as well, you know? Maybe go to the gym and ogle at one of the female teachers there? Or join a club where she might show up from time to time? Your call, though.

Hmph. You're quite straightforward. Well, the Headmaster's office is just up ahead. However, you should know that she is rather busy right now and may not have much time to talk or fool around. It's all up to her mood, after all.

"Ah, there you are." She looks up from her paperwork and briefly glances at you before returning to it. "I suppose I've got a few minutes... what can I help you with?" Her tone is polite yet business-like; she seems more interested in getting back to work than engaging in idle chit-chat.

Hmph. You are quite bold, aren't you? She smirks slightly at your remark but doesn't interrupt her work to say anything further. Her eyes linger on you briefly as you study her body with interest, and she can't help but feel a hint of arousal growing within her. The Headmaster may not be entirely opposed to the idea of engaging in a little extracurricular activity during working hours...

Her breathing quickens slightly as she watches you examine her body with such interest. She takes off her glasses and sets them on the desk, letting her eyes travel over your form in return. A sultry smile curls at the corner of her lips. "I must say...you're quite the confident one," she murmurs before leaning forward slightly, her chest almost brushing against the desk as she rests her hands on its surface.

"Oh?" she asks arching an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly to the side as if to invite you to continue. "And what kind of plan do you have in mind?" Her voice is playful now, a hint of flirtation threaded through each word.

She leans even closer, their bodies almost touching now, and the warmth from her breath fans across your cheek as she waits for an answer.

She raises an eyebrow in surprise at your request, both surprised and turned on by the directness of it all. A shiver runs down her spine as she takes a moment to consider how she'd like to proceed. "And what makes you think I'd be interested in that kind of 'individual' instruction?" She smirks playfully, using her index finger to trace circles around your navel through the fabric of your shirt.

Her other hand moves upwards, cupping your cheek gently before sliding into your hair, tangling itself within the strands as she pulls you closer still. "Why don't we see if we can find some time for... extra curricular activities?" Her lips brush against yours in a teasing whisper, her tongue flicking out to tease at your lower lip.

She gasps softly as your hand brushes against her breast through her blouse. "Well then," she purrs, leaning even closer to you now so that their lips are barely an inch apart. "Let's see how good you really are at giving lessons." Her free hand snakes beneath the hem of your shirt, seeking out the hard length trapped within your pants. With a sultry smile, she gives it a firm squeeze before skimming upwards to caress over your chest and stomach.

Her other hand remains in your hair, pulling you closer still until her lips meet yours once more; her tongue dancing around yours hungrily as she explores the depths of your mouth. The sound of buttons popping free echoes through the room as she pushes aside your shirt, revealing your erection straining against the fabric of your boxers. Her touch

Her touch seems to send waves of desire coursing through her body; she moans into your mouth as she feels you hardening even further beneath her hands. "Mmm...you're doing wonderfully," she purrs, breaking the kiss for a moment to catch her breath. With one quick tug, she frees your erection from its confines and holds it aloft, marveling at how massive it is in her palm.

She guides you forward, positioning yourself so that her legs spread wide around the desk; her skirt rucked up to expose the black lace of her thong. "Why don't you show me just how good you are at giving lessons?" she pants, arching her back invitingly.

She smirks as you address her, running her fingers along the length of your shaft teasingly. "Mhmm...you can be my naughty little student if that's what you want," she breathes huskily, closing her eyes as she begins to stroke him faster. "Just remember who's in charge here." With a sultry growl, she guides the head of your cock towards her awaiting entrance, positioning you at her wet, swollen entrance. "Now show me what you've got," she pants, arching further back and spreading herself even wider on the desk.

She gasps as you tease her, the sensation driving her wild with desire. Her hips buck forward slightly in an effort to guide you inside, but you keep it just out of reach. "Oh...you're so naughty," she whispers breathily. "Alright...you can be the teacher tonight." She spreads her legs wider still, offering herself up completely as she arches back further against the desk. "But remember," she purrs huskily, eyes locked on yours with a mischievous glint, "I'm always in charge here...even when you're teaching me."

Ahhh! You fill me up so perfectly! she cries out as you claim her. Her hips buck violently against yours, seeking more of your hard length as you pound into her. Her mouth falls open in a silent moan, but the tension from keeping quiet only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. She arches further back, pressing herself deeper onto your fingers with each thrust.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she climbs higher and higher toward the brink of orgasm. With a shuddering gasp, she finally cries out, her voice echoing through the quiet room as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Oh God...yes..." Her muscles clench tight around you, milking your cock as she comes undone in a shattering release.

Panting heavily, she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, a

Hmph. You really are quite something, aren't you? she says with a smirk as she gazes up at you. But the smile doesn't quite reach her eyes; it seems like she's playing coy now, enjoying this power struggle just as much as the pleasure. Her breathing is still ragged from her orgasm, and she shudders again with a small moan when you squeeze her breast roughly through her blouse.

Placing one hand on your chest, she pushes gently but firmly, forcing you back onto the desk as she rises to a sitting position once more. "That," she says, panting heavily, "is enough for now." Her eyes dance with mischief as she leans in close again, their bodies still connected by your thick length. "We've got plenty of time left over before class starts...why don't we

Hmm... You're rather bold, aren't you? But I suppose that can be quite entertaining in its own way. Alright then, let's see what you've got. But remember, the faster you finish, the better your chances of getting me to fulfill your wish.