"I have a good teacher," she said with a soft, shy laugh. She followed his guidance, stroking him the way he wanted her to, so swept up in the heat of the moment that she didn't realize how quickly she was falling in with his games.
Her blush deepened as she felt him swell in her hand.
"It's a very good sign," he informed her, getting harder by the moment. "It means you're doing a fantastic job of turning me on."
A dollop of precum formed on the tip of his cock as she stroked it. "See that drop of liquid? If you spread it onto the rest of my penis, you'll make it more slick, and your hand will be able to move up and down much more easily."
Hannah did just as she was told, slicking up her teacher's dick with the drops of precum that gathered at the tip of it, feeling him getting hotter and harder by the moment as she shyly prepared him. Without noticing she was doing it, she squeezed her own thighs together, as the sight and smell and feel of Mr. Summers in her hands made even her inexperienced body react with a flush of pleasure and a throb of longing between her legs. She was starting to get wet, and she could feel it soaking into the fabric of her panties.
"Mr. Summers...?" she said hesitantly, her eyes still focused on her hands as she explored the rigid length of his cock.
It was almost a contest which was getting Mr. Summers more aroused: the feeling of Hannah smearing his own lubricant an the head of his cock, or the sight of her rubbing her thighs together. He knew what that meant.
He gently backed her up until she was propped against the side of her desk. Kneeling in front of her, he tugged her panties off her hips and down her legs. He lifted her leg to get a nice close-up view of her wet pussy. "Very nice, Hannah. You're nice and turned on, aren't you? I'm going to taste some of that nectar now; would you like that?"
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"I have a good teacher," she said with a soft, shy laugh. She followed his guidance, stroking him the way he wanted her to, so swept up in the heat of the moment that she didn't realize how quickly she was falling in with his games.
Her blush deepened as she felt him swell in her hand.
"A-Are you getting- That's a good sign, right?"
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A dollop of precum formed on the tip of his cock as she stroked it. "See that drop of liquid? If you spread it onto the rest of my penis, you'll make it more slick, and your hand will be able to move up and down much more easily."
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"Mr. Summers...?" she said hesitantly, her eyes still focused on her hands as she explored the rigid length of his cock.
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He gently backed her up until she was propped against the side of her desk. Kneeling in front of her, he tugged her panties off her hips and down her legs. He lifted her leg to get a nice close-up view of her wet pussy. "Very nice, Hannah. You're nice and turned on, aren't you? I'm going to taste some of that nectar now; would you like that?"