أول لقاء مع مدربتي في الفصل الدراسي

After a particularly grueling day of studying, I found myself in the classroom, feeling rather drained and in desperate need of some relief. As I turned around, I was met with the sight of my instructor, who had been observing me from a distance. His eyes were filled with a fiery desire that was impossible to ignore. It was as if he had been waiting for this moment, and the anticipation had been building up inside him. He slowly made his way over to me, his every move deliberate and calculated. He began to undress me, revealing my most intimate areas to him. I could feel his breath on my neck, his hands exploring every inch of my body. He then guided me forward, bending me over the desk, presenting my backside to him. With a moan of pure pleasure, he thrust his throbbing member into me, initiating our first sexual encounter. The room echoed with our passionate moans, the scent of lust filling the air. This was my first time, but it was a memory that would forever be etched in my mind.