Not conceding

Along with Nao’s enticing voice that continued to fuel my desire for her, the creaking sound created by the desk failed to stop my hips from moving. Furthermore, thanks to the room being a former classroom, the insulation and soundproofing was guaranteed. Even if Nao moans at the top of her lungs, no one would know that we’re having sex in here unless someone passed by in front of the room.

This was located in a certain deserted corner of the third floor so… There's no problem in that department.

The lone spectator that already moved a little closer to us, watching how my cock goes in and out of Nao. She still held my uniform close to her nose and actually used it to cover half of her face. Whatever expression she was hiding behind it, I had no idea. But taken from what I observed in her eyes and her bodily movements, her mind was in conflict. Part of her possibly wanted to stop watching us while the other part still refused to concede.