What you came here to do

Miss Raymond steps back slightly, a coy smile playing on her lips as she looks you up and down with appreciative eyes. "I think it's time we continued this lesson in private," she murmurs, her voice a seductive purr. She reaches out and takes your hand, guiding you over to the large desk. With a quick motion, she sweeps the papers and textbooks to the floor, creating a clear space.

She turns back to you, her sapphire eyes blazing with desire. "I've been wanting to do this for so long," she confesses, her fingers sliding under your shirt and up your chest, leaving trails of fire in their wake. "You've haunted my dreams, Smith. I can't resist you any longer."

The heat of her words ignites a fire deep within you, a burning ache that demands release. You draw her body against yours in one swift, possessive motion, her softness yielding to your strength as your hands trace the lush contours of her hips and waist, savouring every silken inch.

A soft gasp escapes her lips, trembling against your ear, as your fingertips graze the cool metal of her jacket's zipper. You draw it down with deliberate slowness, the whisper of parting teeth echoing the quickening rhythm of your breaths. Inch by inch, the fabric yields, unveiling the sleek black top that clings to her like a second skin, and the alluring swell of her cleavage—inviting, forbidden fruit begging to be tasted.

Your hand ventures beneath the hem, gliding over warm, velvety skin until it cradles the full, supple curve of her breast. She arches into your touch, her nipple pebbling into a taut peak against your palm, sending electric shivers through you both, a silent promise of the pleasures yet to unfold.

Moaning as she arcs into your touch, Miss Raymond starts to unbutton your shirt, her nimble fingers working quickly. In a moment, your chest is bare, and her hands are exploring the planes of your muscles, tracing the lines of your abs. She leans in, pressing hot kisses along your jawline and down your neck.

You let your own hands wander, sliding down to grip her ass, kneading the firm globes as you grind against her. You can feel the heat of her even through your clothes, and it only fuels your desire. Your kisses turn more aggressive, your tongue delving into her mouth as you pick her up and set her on the edge of the desk.

Lifting her legs, Miss Raymond wraps them around your waist, pulling you closer as she starts tugging at your belt, eager to get rid of the last barriers between you. You help her, both of you fumbling in your haste to undress each other until finally, gloriously, you're both naked.

Miss Raymond lies back on the desk, her hair fanning out around her like a golden halo. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, her chest heaving with anticipation. "Take me, Smith," she breathes. "I'm yours."

You need no further invitation. You position yourself between her thighs, feeling the slick heat of her against your aching cock. With one smooth thrust, you're inside her, both of you groaning at the sensation.

Her insides are tight, clamping down on you like a vice grip, a very fleshy warm vice grip.

Slowly you start to move, pulling yourself backwards and forwards in a tug of war with your Teacher’s nether regions, that has Miss Raymond arching her back off the desk.

Tracing down your back, her nails move slowly as Miss Raymond helps pull you back in using her legs around your waist, causing the desk creaking under your movements.

Now her office room is filled with the sounds of your passion - skin slapping against skin, breathy moans, and the occasional thud of the desk hitting the wall.

You feel Miss Raymond start to tighten around you, her inner muscles fluttering as she nears her climax.

Leaning forward and down you plant your lips on hers, kissing your Teacher deeply as you redouble your efforts, determined to bring her to ecstasy.

With a muffled cry and a moan, Miss Raymond reaches her climax, her body shaking with the **** of her orgasm. The added stimulation pushes you over the edge as well, and with a final, powerful thrust feel your cum burst forth inside of her.

You collapse on top of her, both of you panting and slick with sweat as you try to catch your breath. Miss Raymond wraps her arms around you, holding you close as she nuzzles your neck affectionately.

"That was incredible," she murmurs, a satisfied smile on her face. "I knew you would be amazing, Smith."

Grinning down at her, you feel a surge of masculine pride. "And I knew you would be irresistible, Miss Raymond," you reply. "Although I never imagined we'd end up like this."

That elicits a soft chuckle from her, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from your face. "Life is full of surprises," she says sagely. "And I have a feeling our lesson has only just begun."