Cynthia grabbed his wrists and pinned them against the wall on either side of his head.
"I said follow my lead. Don't touch unless I tell you to." She said, leaning close, her lips barely an inch from his.
Her breasts hung in front of his face, swaying gently with her breathing.
"Yes, teacher." Neil replied obediently.
Something about his compliance made Cynthia even more excited. Having her student at her mercy, controlling the pace,
it fed her pride in a way she didn't expect.
She rolled her hips forward, grinding her wet pussy along the length of his clothed cock, the friction making her
gasp.
"Ahhn~ haa…" She bit back the moan, trying to maintain her dominant composure.
But it felt too good. The hard ridge of his cock pressed perfectly against her clit with each roll of her hips,
sending sparks through her body.
She let go of one of his wrists and reached down, undoing his pants with practiced efficiency that surprised even
