【メンズエステ裏講習】アイドル級の美女がマッサージ講習を受けていたらパンツを下ろされてやりたい放題されてるｗｗｗ

Fujiko’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at her Sensei. “Sensei… wh-what are you doing?” she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a strange mixture of fear and… excitement?

Sensei grinned, his eyes dark and hungry as they raked over her half-naked body. “Just making sure my star pupil is properly relaxed.” His large hands cupped her bare breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Fujiko gasped, arching into his touch involuntarily.

Shaking her head, she tried to push his hands away, but Sensei was far too strong. “S-Sensei, please… We can’t. This is wrong!” Even as she protested, heat pooled low in her belly.

He chuckled darkly. “Stop pretending to be so innocent, Fujiko. I know how badly you want this.” One hand slid down her flat stomach to the waistband of her panties. Fujiko bit her lip to stifle a moan. She couldn’t deny it – she did want this, even if it was forbidden.

Sensei hooked his fingers in her panties and yanked them down her long legs. Fujiko’s eyes fluttered shut as cool air hit her most intimate places. She felt exposed, vulnerable… and terribly aroused.

Sensei’s fingers brushed against her slick folds and Fujiko nearly jumped off the table. “S-Sensei…” she whimpered, shame and pleasure warring within her.

He spread her legs wider, opening her up to his hungry gaze. “Look at you, so wet already.” A thick finger plunged into her tight channel and Fujiko cried out, back bowing off the table. “You’re impatient, aren’t you? You want Sensei’s big cock.”

Fujiko knew she should object, should push him away… but it felt too good. His fingers pumped into her, curling to hit that spot that made her see stars. Her hips rocked instinctively, seeking more.

“Please, Sensei!” she moaned shamelessly, too far gone to care about pride or propriety. “I need… I need…”

“You need what?” he growled, adding a second finger and making her sob with pleasure. “Tell me what you need, my pet.”

“I need your cock!” she wailed, no longer able to keep the desperate plea locked behind her lips. “Please, Sensei, fuck me! I’m your good girl, only yours!”

Sensei gave a feral grin of triumph andojjfdxdr yanked his fingers from her weeping pussy, making Fujiko keen at the loss. But then his fat cockhead was nudging at her entrance and she forgot how to breathe, waiting for him to fill her.

The first thrust took her breath away. Fujiko threw her head back and screamed, the piercing pain of his thick length breaking through her innocence giving way to blinding pleasure. He was stretching her so wide, splitting her open on his glorious cock.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Sensei grunted, pausing to let her adjust. “This little cunt was made for me, wasn’t it? Never gonna let anyone else touch it.”

“Yes!” Fujiko keened wantonly. “Only you, Sensei! I’m your sweet little fuck toy, use me however you want!”

Sensei’s answering growl was pleasure shiver inducing. He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, starting up a hard, fast rhythm that had Fujiko’s tits bouncing wildly. She could only hold on for dear life as he pounded into her, her untouched pussy squealing and gushing around his pistoning cock.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, lewd and obscene. Fujiko was dimly aware of the class still going on around them but the rest of the world fell away until all she could feel, all she could focus on, was the glorious friction of Sensei’s cock drilling her into the table.

“Yes, yes, FUCK!” Fujiko babbled incoherently, writhing and bucking beneath him in a fever pitch of lust. “Harder! Fuck me harder!” The risk of getting caught only fueled her fever, shame and pleasure and pain all blending together into something beautifully intoxicating.

Sensei slammed into her one last time and Fujiko screamed as rapture surged through her, back arching like a bow as her pussy clamped down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth. He came with a roar of completion, flooding her innocent cunt with spurt after spurt of his hot seed.

Afterwards, they lay tangled together in a sweaty heap, breathing ragged as the aftershocks of shattering bliss rippled through them. Sensei laved at the marks on her neck, leaving his claim for all to see. Fujiko just smiled sleepily, already looking forward to their next illicit lesson.

Because with Sensei, every day was a new lesson in depravity… and she couldn’t wait to learn