Sex ed teacher

Title: “Sex Ed Teacher: An Indian Milf’s Point of View”

The alarm buzzed, startling Pooja awake. With a groan, she silenced the noisy device and stumbled out of bed. It was another day to teach India’s next generation about the birds and the bees. As afinished stretching yoga routine, Pooja gazed at her reflection in the mirror with a wicked grin. Suitable attire for today’s lesson would be needed, something sexier than regular uniforms. First day of school, so no dropping f-bombs or being too vulgar. “Let’s keep it classy by edging the poor boys till they’re blue in the phalusses,” she muttered to herself.

Pooja chose a white salwar kameez that accentuated her ample assets. The tight churidar pants hugged her round ass and thick thighs perfectly. A plunging neckline revealed her full cleavage, beckoning horny teenage eyes. She slipped on dangling gold earrings and applied a smoky eye look. A swipe of gloss over her bow lips completed the seductive teacher look. “Let’s do this,” she said, grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

Pooja arrived at Bal Himalaya High and made her way to the staff lounge. Pouring herself a steaming cup of chai, she heard a familiar voice behind her. “Leaving something to the imagination today, Pooja?” It was her raunchy coworker, Priya. The two blondes had that ” caption breaks the 3rd wall and talks directly to the viewer
“Oi, that’s fucking nasty P! Not cool, man.”