Orimura Sanae (1) *
With my hand guiding her head, Orimura-sensei gradually familiarized herself by gobbling down my cock. Even if she couldn't take it up to the base, the way her lips smoothly slid around it or how her tongue sensibly wrapped around it provided me with the necessary pleasure that I was seeking.
Additionally, the stimulation would be amplified whenever she would look up at me, spying on my expression.
Hearing the sloppy sound she was making, I had to completely restrain myself from either thrusting my hips or pushing her head down further.
That's how great this feels.
Unfortunately, it was probably still not enough for me to cum.
Do I want to do it with her? I don't know. But something was terribly missing here. Maybe being aware that she's not my girl was subconsciously making me reject the idea of being relieved by her.
Whichever the case, neither of those two possibilities bodes well.