The classroom is quiet, save for the faint rustle of leaves outside the open window and the steady drip of Zane s cock as he strokes it, watching Rebecca squirm in her seat. The cute teen, clad in a short plaid skirt and tight white blouse, fidgets under his intense gaze, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. Her legs, encased in sheer black pantyhose, rub together nervously, the delicate weave shimmering in the afternoon light. The skirt, barely grazing her thighs, rides up, exposing the torn crotch of her tights, her bare pussy slick and pink, throbbing with need.
Zane steps closer, his hand gripping his thick, veiny shaft, the bulbous head glistening with precum. You ve been a naughty girl, haven t you, Rebecca? he growls, his voice low and rough. Skirt s too short, tights are all ripped...
