The soft glow of the twilight filtered through the window of the deserted classroom, painting the dust motes dancing in the air with streaks of amber and rose. Kotoko Utsugi, usually so outwardly composed, felt a tremor of nervous energy run through her slender frame. She clutched the edge of her school uniform skirt, the familiar fabric doing little to quell the rising tide of her emotions. Tonight was different. Tonight, she had to tell him, the one person who saw past her carefully constructed facade, the one person who made her heart pound in a rhythm she’d never known before.

He was late. Or rather, she had insisted he meet her here, in this place that held so many memories, so many shared whispers and stolen glances. The silence of the empty school amplified the frantic beat of her pulse. She imagined his footsteps echoing in the hall, each one drawing him closer, bringing the moment of confession nearer. Her mind replayed their interactions, the gentle way he’d always spoken to her, the understanding in his eyes when others dismissed her. He was kind, impossibly so, and that kindness had chipped away at her defenses, revealing a yearning she had long suppressed.

Finally, she heard it – the distinct sound of his shoes on the linoleum. Her breath hitched. He pushed open the classroom door, a hesitant smile gracing his lips as he spotted her. "Kotoko? You said you wanted to talk?" His voice was warm, a balm to her frayed nerves. She nodded, unable to speak, her gaze fixed on him. He walked towards her, his presence filling the room, chasing away the shadows and the loneliness that often clung to her.

He stopped a respectful distance away, his eyes questioning. "Is everything alright?" Kotoko swallowed hard. "I… I have something important to tell you," she finally managed, her voice a little shaky. She looked down at her hands, twisting them together. "It’s something I’ve wanted to say for a long time, but I was too afraid." A deep blush crept up her neck, tinting her cheeks a delicate pink. She could feel his gaze on her, patient and encouraging.

Gathering all her courage, she looked up at him, her wide, innocent eyes searching his. "I… I like you," she whispered, the words tumbling out in a rush. "No, more than like you. I… I think I’m in love with you." The confession hung in the air, heavy with unspoken emotions. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise, then something else – a softening, a warmth that made her heart leap. He took a small step closer, his smile growing gentle.

"Kotoko…" he began, his voice a low murmur. He reached out, his fingers lightly brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through her. "I… I feel the same way," he admitted, his gaze locking with hers. "I’ve wanted to tell you, but I wasn't sure if you felt the same. You always seemed so… put together, so in control."

A tentative smile bloomed on Kotoko's lips. "I try," she admitted, a small sigh escaping her. "But with you… it’s different. You make me feel… real. Like I don't have to pretend." He took another step, closing the distance between them until they were standing face to face. The air crackled with an unspoken tension, a mutual recognition of the desires simmering beneath the surface. Her gaze drifted down to his lips, then back to his eyes. He mirrored her gaze, his own filled with a growing intensity.

He gently placed his hands on her shoulders, his touch grounding her. "Kotoko," he said again, his voice deeper now, laced with a passion she’d only dreamed of. He leaned in, his forehead touching hers. She closed her eyes, savoring the closeness, the scent of him, the warmth radiating from his body. When he spoke again, his breath ghosted against her lips. "Can I… can I kiss you?"

Her answer was a soft, breathless "Yes." Their lips met, tentatively at first, then with a growing urgency. It was a kiss born of longing and unspoken affection, a promise of more to come. His hands slid from her shoulders to her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. Her hands found their way to his chest, feeling the strong beat of his heart beneath his shirt. The kiss deepened, a symphony of sighs and soft moans filling the quiet classroom.

As the kiss broke, leaving them both breathless and flushed, he gently pulled back, his eyes still locked on hers. He looked at her with an adoration that made her blush even deeper. "You’re so beautiful, Kotoko," he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw. Her skirt swayed slightly as he moved, the fabric rustling softly. He looked down, his gaze lingering on the hem of her uniform. A daring thought, born of the potent atmosphere, sparked in her mind.

Hesitantly, she reached down and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, then the next. He watched her, his breathing growing shallow. She looked up, meeting his eyes for a silent question. He nodded, a silent invitation. With each undone button, the tension in the room tightened, their shared anticipation a palpable force.

He then gently lifted the hem of her skirt, his fingers brushing against the bare skin of her thigh. A gasp escaped her lips, a mixture of shock and thrilling arousal. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "May I?" he asked, his voice husky. Kotoko could only nod, her heart hammering against her ribs. He slowly, deliberately, pulled her skirt up, inch by inch, revealing the delicate lace of her panties. She felt a wave of vulnerability, but it was quickly replaced by a consuming heat as his gaze raked over her. He then, with exquisite slowness, slid his hand beneath the lace, his fingers finding the warm, wet core of her.

A choked moan escaped her as his touch ignited a firestorm within her. He continued to caress her, his touch expert and tender, bringing her to the precipice of pleasure. Her hands trembled as she reached for him, her fingers brushing against the firm ridge of his erection through his trousers. He groaned at her touch, a raw, guttural sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Kotoko… you drive me wild," he whispered, his voice rough with need.

He knelt before her, his gaze filled with a deep, consuming desire. He looked at her skirt again, then at her bare legs. With a soft sigh, he leaned in and began to kiss her thighs, his lips leaving trails of fire wherever they touched. Then, he moved lower, his attention shifting to her feet. He gently took one of her feet into his hands, his thumbs caressing her arch. She watched, mesmerized, as he began to stroke and caress her sole, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. He then, with a boldness that surprised her, used his tongue, tracing the curves of her foot, the space between her toes, and her heel. Kotoko arched her back, a soft cry escaping her as she writhed under his ministrations.

He continued his ministrations, his touch becoming bolder, more intimate. He kissed her ankle, her calf, then slowly, deliberately, began to pull down her stockings. Once they were off, he resumed his worship, his lips and tongue exploring the bare skin of her legs. Then, his gaze drifted lower still, to the delicate lace of her panties. With a shared, unspoken understanding, he gently slid them down, revealing her intimately. He paused for a moment, his eyes taking in the sight of her, the blush that still colored her skin. Then, he leaned in and kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss that stole her breath.

His hands moved to her breasts, his touch gentle yet firm as he cupped them, his thumbs caressing her nipples through her blouse. She gasped, arching into his touch. He then unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the soft swell of her breasts. His eyes widened with wonder. He leaned in and took one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling gently. Kotoko cried out, her fingers digging into his hair. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of pleasure and pure, unadulterated arousal. He moved to the other breast, repeating his sweet torture, eliciting soft moans and cries from her.

He pulled back, his eyes dark with passion. He looked at her again, his gaze dropping to her exposed breasts, then lower. He then reached for his own trousers, his fingers fumbling slightly with the buttons. He opened them, revealing his arousal, thick and hard. Kotoko’s breath hitched. He then guided her hands to his erection, her fingers trembling as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto a desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She felt a build-up of pressure, an unbearable tightness that threatened to shatter her. And then, with a final, intense surge, she climaxed, her body convulsing, her cries echoing in the silent classroom.

He continued to kiss her, to taste her, until her trembling subsided. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with a soft glow. He slowly stood, then reached down and gently pulled her skirt back down, then her panties. He then looked at her, a faint blush on his own cheeks. "You’re amazing, Kotoko," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He then gently brushed her hair from her face. He then sat beside her on the desk, pulling her close.

He then, with a boldness that still surprised her, gently guided her hand to his trousers again. He unbuttoned them fully, revealing himself to her. He then gently took her hand and guided it to his erection. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. He groaned at her touch, his body tensing. "Kotoko… please," he whispered, his voice rough with desperation. She began to stroke him, her movements hesitant at first, then growing more confident as she felt his pleasure intensify. His moans grew louder, his body arching against her hand.

He then gently pushed her back onto the desk, the smooth surface cool against her skin. He looked at her, his eyes burning with desire. He then knelt between her legs, his gaze lingering on her most intimate parts. He then, with a reverence that made her heart melt, began to kiss her thighs, his lips moving higher. He then took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. Kotoko cried out, her body arching, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk. She was losing control, the pleasure overwhelming her.

"Please…" she gasped, her voice thick with unshed tears of ecstasy. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge