Can't stop thinking about Coach sasha

The next day you find yourself repeatedly daydreaming about Sasha and her huge tits hovering over you. Your dick grasped in her hand, the tip being used to rub against her clit Her loud moans in anguish as the pleasure releases from her body. You needed it.

It was no surprise then, that afternoon when you walked back into Coach Sasha's office.

"Oh back so soon are we?" She said.

"Yes, I, I couldn't stop thinking about last night." You say.

"Oh hungry again are we? Very well. My place tonight at 9 pm. See you then." She motions for you to leave her.

You step out, ecstatic how that went.