Estudiante culona presta su coño mojado al profesor mientras toca la guitarra parte 1

Title: “Strumming Seduction: A Symphony of Flesh”

The guitar’s gentle melody drifted through the dimly lit classroom like a siren’s call, beckoning the young, curvaceous Student to her Profesor. Her hips swayed in rhythm with the music as she approached him, her tight skirt hugging her plump, round ass. The Profesor, a man of noble stature and wandering hands, felt his heart quicken and his loins stir as he watched her navigate between the desks.

“Señorita, what brings you to my classroom at this hour?” he asked, setting down his instrument. The Student paused, her legs shaking slightly, and with a breathy whisper spoke, “I’ve come to offer myself to you, Profesor. I want you to use my body as you please.”

The Profesor’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He was not one to resist the willing advances of a honeyed tongue, and the Student before him bore all the hallmarks of a sweet temptation impossible to refuse. She climbed into his lap, straddling him, her ample breasts heaving with each excited breath. Her hands fondled his chest while his gripped her thick thighs, softer than the purest silk.

Their lips locked in a fiery kiss, tongues entwined and wrestling for dominance. He ravished her neck with nibbling bites while his palms kneaded the plump flesh of her ass. She moaned wantonly into his mouth, grinding herself against the hardness in his lap. The scent of her arousal permeated the air, filling their nostrils and stoking the flames of desire.

The Student began to dance, making small circles in his lap, stirring him. His hands slipped under her skirt, hiking it up over her round ass. She wore no panties, her bare, glistening folds pressed against the rough denim of his jeans. With deft fingers, he spread her dripping pussy lips and stroked her sensitive clit, eliciting gasps and whimpers of pure ecstasy from his willing vessel.

She unfastened his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. It jutted out, thick and veiny, pulsing beneath her touch. The sight of his engorged manhood sent waves of need through her body. Wasting no time, she lifted her skirt and speared herself upon his steely shaft, feeling him stretch her tight walls. A look of pure bliss crossed her face as she moved her hips, riding him to perfection.

The Profesor grabbed her heavy tits, thumbs circling and pinching her erect nipples. He thrust up into her hot cunt, matching her wild gyrations. The room echoed with the symphony of their fucking – the wet squelch of his cock plowing into her depths, the slap of skin on skin, their moans of pleasure rising in crescendo.

The Student threw her head back, gasping and shuddering, as her orgasm crashed through her like a rogue wave. Her tight cunt clenching around him was his undoing. With a guttural growl, the Profesor buried himself as deep as he could go and shot his thick load inside her, painting her insides white. She collapsed against his chest, spent and panting. He held her, savoring the feeling of her pulsing pussy as it milked the last drops from him.

As their heart rates slowed, the Student disentangled herself and stood up on wobbly legs. The Profesor tucked himself away and grabbed his guitar. “Until next time, Señorita,” he said with a wink. She smiled languidly and blew him a kiss before walking out on shaky knees, her skirt hitched up exposing her dripping, fucked pussy. The Profesor waited until she left before touching himself to the sight, desperate to compose the next part of their taboo composition.