The pleasure Stacie felt shifted, became something more erotic, as Miss Cho started to work on the high schooler's glutes. The younger girl buried her face in her pillow to hide her growing blush. She could feel herself getting wet -- if only Miss Cho would work on something less... sensitive than Stacie's ass.
Stacie sighed with relief as those strong hands moved down to her legs, but that relief was short-lived. Instead of working the muscles, Miss Cho pushed her legs apart and began stroking the girl's pussy through her rapidly soaking panties. The Latin teacher leaned down and began kissing Stacie at the join of her neck and shoulder, working her mouth up to kiss along the jaw line, nibble the earlobe...
Stacie turned her head to protest but before she could say a thing the Latin teacher's mouth covered hers. She felt the older woman's tongue entering her, insistent, probing. Masterful.
Miss Cho's fingers had slipped inside Stacie's panties and were playing directly on her pussy lips. It felt wonderful, but... this was a teacher, for Christ's sake! Stacie twisted her head slightly and broke the kiss. "Miss Cho--" she began.
The Latin teacher put the index finger from one hand across Stacie's lips while the other worked inside her wet folds. "You need this," she said. "Now roll over."
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