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Ma Jun was a first-year high school student. His grades in class were only average, but he was very tall, nearly five foot nine, so among the boys in the class he stood out head and shoulders above the rest.

That morning during the exercise break, Ma Jun did not go outside. Instead, he hid in the toilet with a few boys from the class and smoked. The cigarettes had been stolen from home by a boy named Huang Guoxin. Huang Guoxin's father was the deputy director of the county's urban construction bureau, and his family was very wealthy.

—Huang Guoxin, how are things going with Li Ting? another boy suddenly asked.

Li Ting was the prettiest girl in their class, tall, fair-skinned, and the dream girl of every boy there. Huang Guoxin had been bragging for ages that he would win Li Ting over, but he still hadn't gotten her.

—No problem. Li Ting will be my girlfriend sooner or later, Huang Guoxin said smugly, then added with some unease, —You guys better not steal my girl.

—Bullshit, Ma Jun said disdainfully, flicking the cigarette butt into the latrine pit. —If you don't have the skill, don't blame other people for making a move. If boys from another class get there first, we'll be the ones losing face.

—Give me a little more time and I'll definitely take Li Ting down, Huang Guoxin said, his expression changing. He really was worried that Ma Jun would compete with him for Li Ting.

—Relax. I'm not interested in fighting you over a girl you like, Ma Jun said, patting Huang Guoxin on the shoulder. He walked to the latrine, unzipped his pants, and pulled out a thick, heavy cock. A straight stream of urine shot out. Maybe he'd been holding it in too long, because his cock stood up so high that the stream hit the wall across the way and even stripped off a layer of plaster.

The boys beside him refused to be outdone and each pulled out his cock, straining to spray urine at the wall, but none of theirs was as big as Ma Jun's, and none of them could produce that kind of overwhelming effect.

—Shit, Ma Jun, what does your mom feed you every day? How did your cock get so big? Huang Guoxin said, his face full of envy. He pulled out his own cock and started pissing. If Ma Jun's was a giant python, then Huang Guoxin's could only be called an earthworm.

Ma Jun smiled smugly, shook his cock twice with his hand, then put it away. He didn't know why his penis had grown so huge. Could it really be inherited? Too bad his father had already died, so there was no way to verify it.

Hearing that the exercise music was almost over, the boys hurried out of the toilet. Just then, a beautiful woman who looked not yet thirty came walking toward them. She was extraordinarily alluring, wearing a red dress. Her figure was full and tall, the hem of the skirt very short, her snow-white, shapely long legs unbearably seductive. In particular, the two huge white breasts on her chest stood high and proud, trembling as she walked, making it hard for anyone to look at her without their blood heating up.

When Ma Jun saw that sexy woman, his heart started pounding. It was as if all the blood in his body had begun to burn. Looking at those full, upright breasts, he wanted to rush over and grab them hard. The cock that had just gone soft in his crotch instantly hardened again, thrusting up and turning his pants into a tent.

The sexy woman froze when she saw Ma Jun and the others. Her gaze then landed on the tent bulging in Ma Jun's crotch, and her face suddenly flushed red. She hurriedly lowered her head and quickly walked into the women's restroom next to them.

Once the woman's figure disappeared, the boys finally came back to themselves. Huang Guoxin swallowed and said, —Shit, Liu Yan's two buns seem even bigger now. They must have been kneaded bigger by that old pervert Li Jianjun. If I get the chance, I'm going to fuck Liu Yan properly once. Those two tits are way too big.

It turned out that this sexy woman was the school's Chinese teacher, named Liu Yan. She wasn't from Ma Jun's class. Although she was married, her husband was always away on business and rarely came home. Everyone said Liu Yan was Principal Li Jianjun's lover.

Some people even spoke vividly about having once seen Li Jianjun fucking Liu Yan in the office. Liu Yan was bent over the desk, her white, tender ass sticking up, while Li Jianjun thrust his cock into her over and over, fucking her so hard she couldn't stand it and screamed out loud.

Of course, rumors were always just rumors. The people involved would never jump out to explain, because that would only make the rumors seem true. And nobody really cared whether Liu Yan had truly been fucked by Li Jianjun. They just wanted to use that sort of fantasy to satisfy themselves, imagining that the man fucking Liu Yan was themselves.

When he heard Huang Guoxin say that, the other boys all nodded. For a few teenagers in the throes of puberty, they simply couldn't resist the temptation of a mature woman like Liu Yan. Ma Jun, however, darkened and said, —Don't talk nonsense. Teacher Liu isn't that kind of woman. Say one more bad word about Teacher Liu and I'll make sure you don't get to Li Ting first.

Huang Guoxin grinned. —Why are you reacting so strongly, Ma Jun? Liu Yan isn't your wife. Don't tell me you like her? No wonder you can't even be bothered with Li Ting.

Ma Jun said nothing. It seemed Huang Guoxin had hit on his secret. He went into the classroom, sat down at his seat, and picked up his textbook, but his mind kept swaying with the image of Liu Yan's two unbearably tempting breasts.

He really did have thoughts about Liu Yan. Ever since the first time he saw her at school, Ma Jun had been entranced by that mature married woman. Whether it was Liu Yan's charming, pretty face or her scorching, sexy figure, Ma Jun was deeply obsessed. Every night he would imagine what Liu Yan looked like and work his iron-hard cock with his hand until he shot a thick load of semen.

But Ma Jun knew he and Liu Yan were impossible. He was only a student, while Liu Yan was a teacher at the school, and she was already married. She might even be sleeping with the principal. Even so, he still couldn't control the urge she stirred in him. Every time he ran into Liu Yan at school, he grew excited beyond measure. Unfortunately, he had never had the courage to speak to her, and he could only stare longingly at her pair of round, full breasts without any chance to touch them.

The third period was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher for Ma Jun's class was a woman in her forties named Zhang Li. Zhang Li's figure was decent enough. She wasn't as full-breasted and round-hipped as Liu Yan, but she was still well-proportioned. Her looks, however, were utterly ordinary, so she could not arouse Ma Jun's interest.

If only Liu Yan could be their teacher, Ma Jun thought helplessly as he looked at Zhang Li on the podium, who was reading the text in a rigid, formal way. Then he would be able to see Liu Yan every day.

When class ended, Zhang Li suddenly said to Ma Jun, —Ma Jun, come with me to the office. I need to talk to you about something.

Ma Jun froze for a moment, then agreed and got up to follow Zhang Li out of the classroom. Although his grades were only average, Ma Jun was pretty good at Chinese, so he served as the class representative for the subject.

Zhang Li walked in front while Ma Jun followed behind, watching her back. Today Zhang Li was wearing a pair of jeans, which made her butt look especially plump and smooth, and her waist was very slim, not at all like the figure of a woman in her forties.

Ma Jun couldn't help thinking that although Zhang Li wasn't eye-catching, her figure really was excellent. If he ever made love to her, it would definitely feel amazing. He didn't know whether Zhang Li's husband made love to her every day. After all, women at that age were said to have very strong sex drives.

The two of them arrived at the office building. Zhang Li's office was on the second floor. As soon as Zhang Li went up two steps, she suddenly slipped and started falling backward. Ma Jun hurriedly reached out and caught her, and both of his hands happened to grab the two bulging breasts on her chest. He froze.

Although Ma Jun often went with Huang Guoxin and a few other boys to secretly watch porn videos, and he knew a little about sex, he had never even held a girl's hand before. Now he had suddenly touched the breasts of a mature woman.

Ma Jun felt that the breasts in his hands were soft and yielding. The desire stirred up earlier by Liu Yan surged again. His thick shaft hardened at once, pressing through his thin pants against Zhang Li's full backside.

Zhang Li was frozen as well. She had never expected to have such intimate contact with one of her students. She wanted to break free from Ma Jun's hands, but the places on her chest where he had touched kept sending out a prickling, tingling sensation, as if she had been struck by electricity. She didn't have the strength to resist and even found herself hoping that Ma Jun would continue to violate her.

Over the past few years, Zhang Li had not been getting along well with her husband and rarely had sex. She herself had a very strong libido, but because of her identity as a teacher, she couldn't go around flirting with other men, so she could only solve the problem by herself in bed. She had long been sexually starved, and now that Ma Jun had inadvertently violated her, he had ignited the lust she had been suppressing for so long.

Feeling Ma Jun's hard, hot thing pressing against her ass, Zhang Li nearly moaned out loud. She had a very good impression of Ma Jun, but she had never had those kinds of thoughts about him and had always treated him like a student. Now, however, her thinking had changed. Ma Jun was already a man.

Ma Jun, however, didn't dare continue. Afraid that Zhang Li would get angry, he hurriedly let go and explained anxiously, —Teacher Zhang, are you all right? I wasn't paying attention just now and...

Zhang Li's full chest rose and fell continuously, so prominent that the white blouse she was wearing seemed about to split open. Her face was also slightly red. She took a deep breath and said to Ma Jun, —I'm fine. Thank you, Ma Jun.

Her tone was very calm, and he couldn't tell whether she was angry. Ma Jun was thrown into confusion. If Zhang Li thought he had deliberately grabbed her breasts, that would be terrible. But then again, the feeling just now really had been unbelievably wonderful. For the first time, he was seeing this Chinese teacher of his in a new light.

Zhang Li's office was at the far end of the second floor. It wasn't big, only about eighty square feet. Inside there was a desk, a filing cabinet, and a sofa. In the back was a bed, but everything was neatly arranged, and there were a few hanging basket plants on the windowsill.

—These are the workbooks turned in last week. Hand them back to the students, Zhang Li said casually, pointing at a stack of workbooks on the desk, as if she hadn't taken what just happened to heart at all.

—Oh, okay, Ma Jun said, breathing a sigh of relief. He had originally thought Zhang Li would give him a severe scolding, after all his behavior just now had been a little too much and had already crossed the line for a student.

Zhang Li gave him his assignments while her eyes secretly watched him from the corner. Seeing that the bulge at the root of his thigh was still prominent, she suddenly felt a wave of panic. Could Ma Jun actually have improper thoughts about her?

—Teacher Zhang, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the classroom first, Ma Jun said, holding the workbooks.

—Wait a minute, Zhang Li said, seeing that Ma Jun was about to leave. She suddenly called him back. —Can you stay a little later after school tonight? I need your help with something.

—Sure, no problem, Teacher Zhang, Ma Jun said after a brief pause, then nodded quickly and didn't think much of it. After all, many teachers often asked students to stay behind and help.

After Ma Jun left, Zhang Li fell into thought. In truth, asking Ma Jun to stay behind that night to help was only an excuse. Even she didn't know why she had wanted to keep him there. Did she really want something to happen with this student of hers? She was his teacher, after all.

Thinking back to the intimate contact she had just had with Ma Jun, Zhang Li's body suddenly heated up again. She unconsciously reached out and gently rubbed her own chest, feeling a little wanton liquid slowly seeping out between her legs.

Although she didn't get along well with her husband, Zhang Li had never thought of having an affair with another man. After all, in a small county town like this, if the matter were exposed, she'd have no face left to see anyone. So all she could do was relieve her desire with her own hand, but that was still nothing compared with a living man.

Hardly anyone ever came to Zhang Li's office. She leaned back in her chair, unfastened the button on her jeans, slipped her fair fingers inside, and touched her underwear, which was already soaked through, her eyes growing hazy.

Ma Jun did not know what Zhang Li was doing after he left. Carrying the workbooks, he walked down the stairs. Just as he reached the stairwell, he saw a woman coming up. It was Liu Yan.

Looking down from above, Ma Jun could clearly see the two huge, white, alluring mounds at the neckline of her dress. Compared with Zhang Li's, they seemed even fuller and higher, bursting with elasticity. He had no idea what they would feel like to touch.

When Liu Yan saw Ma Jun staring fixedly at her chest, she instinctively reached up to cover the neckline of her dress and shot him a dissatisfied glare before turning and heading toward the office.

Only then did Ma Jun come back to himself. Seeing the two snow-white, beautiful legs beneath Liu Yan's red short skirt, his cock couldn't help hardening again. He kept nodding his head toward Liu Yan's butt, as if he wanted to into her skirt and taste that lush, full sweetness.

Unfortunately, Liu Yan went into the office very quickly and gave him no further chance to fantasize. Ma Jun had no choice but to carry the workbooks back to the classroom, hand them out distractedly, and then return to his seat.

The figures of the two Chinese teachers kept flashing through Ma Jun's mind. Liu Yan was undoubtedly more attractive than Zhang Li in every way, but it looked like he had no chance at all. On the other hand, Zhang Li didn't seem to dislike his earlier offense. It felt like she might be an opening.

Thinking of how Zhang Li had asked him to come over that night to help, Ma Jun suddenly had a thought. Could this be a chance Zhang Li had deliberately created, so that she and he could be alone together?

Recalling the feeling of holding Zhang Li's two full breasts, Ma Jun's mouth went dry. Even if he couldn't get Liu Yan, sleeping with Zhang Li would also be a good choice. The question was whether Zhang Li really meant that, or whether he was just imagining things.

All afternoon Ma Jun waited restlessly for school to be over. Finally, when dismissal came, students left the classroom in twos and threes. Ma Jun didn't move. He pretended to do his homework at his desk, planning to leave last so as not to draw attention.

By the time only the duty student and one other girl were left in the classroom, Ma Jun glanced over and realized that the girl was actually Li Ting. She was used to finishing her homework in the classroom before going home.

After finishing her homework, Li Ting gave a slight twist of her body and noticed that Ma Jun still hadn't left. She was immediately a little surprised. Her impression of him was only so-so, after all Ma Jun's grades in class weren't particularly outstanding, just a little better in Chinese.

—Li Ting, you're still here? Ma Jun smiled at her and sized her up. Li Ting was the class beauty. Her looks naturally needed no saying, and her figure was slender. The only pity was that her breasts had not fully developed yet, and there was no way they could compare with the huge, mature breasts of women like Zhang Li and Liu Yan.

—Oh, I'm leaving right away. Why haven't you left yet? Li Ting smiled sweetly while packing up her things, as if she wanted to leave with Ma Jun.

—My homework isn't finished yet. You go first, Ma Jun said, pretending to work. Li Ting left the classroom a little disappointed. His mind was entirely on meeting Zhang Li tonight, and he had no interest in chatting with Li Ting.

By the time Ma Jun finally left the classroom, it was already getting late. He hurried to the office building, looked up, and sure enough saw that Zhang Li's office was still lit. His mood instantly surged.

Ma Jun went up to the second floor and stopped outside Zhang Li's office, then raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

—Come in, Zhang Li's voice sounded from inside, seeming a little tense.

Ma Jun pushed the door open and went in. He saw Zhang Li sitting at the desk. Her blouse had been changed for a T-shirt, and her two big breasts stood high and proud. It looked as if she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and the two raised nipples could be seen. Her tight jeans had also been changed for athletic shorts, revealing her plump, snow-white thighs.

—Teacher Zhang, what did you need me for? Ma Jun's whole body was starting to heat up. The Zhang Li before him seemed to radiate endless feminine allure, making it hard for him to control himself. No matter how one looked at it, Zhang Li's mature, plump body was an irresistible temptation to him.

—Oh, there are a lot of old teaching materials here that need sorting. Help me find them, Zhang Li said, standing up and pointing to the folders nearby. As she stood, the breasts on her chest swayed constantly.

—Oh, I see, Ma Jun said, feeling a little disappointed. So Zhang Li really did have something for him to do and hadn't just made up an excuse to bring him over. But why was she dressed so revealingly then? Wasn't that a form of seduction?

Ma Jun sat on the sofa and began sorting through the materials, but his eyes kept darting toward Zhang Li, who had turned her back to him and was bent over the desk writing something. From his angle he could only see the two full thighs exposed beneath Zhang Li's shorts, yet even that was enough to make Ma Jun feel highly stimulated, imagining what Zhang Li would look like if she took off her T-shirt and shorts.

—Teacher Zhang, I can't seem to find a few of these documents, Ma Jun suddenly said.

—Oh, let me take a look, Zhang Li said. She got up and came over to sit on the sofa, reaching out to flip through the file box. Because the sofa wasn't large, her thighs and hips were pressed tightly against Ma Jun's, and that soft, yielding feeling left him somewhat intoxicated. His shaft couldn't help hardening again.

After searching for a while without finding anything, Zhang Li said, —Forget it. They may have been lost. Look for something else first.

She put a hand down to the side and tried to stand up from the sofa, but one of her hands accidentally landed on Ma Jun's lower body. Feeling that hot, hard thing, she was startled and lost her balance, falling toward Ma Jun.

Ma Jun quickly supported Zhang Li's hot, mature body. Feeling the desire-ridden flesh of the woman trembling in his arms, he could no longer control his impulse. He pulled Zhang Li's body tight against him and unconsciously moved in to kiss her face.

—Ma Jun, what are you doing? Zhang Li was startled and pushed at Ma Jun's body with her hands. Although she did have a little bit of unspeakable thought in her heart, she was still hesitating and had not yet decided whether to take that step. She had never expected Ma Jun to be so impatient and pounce on her like this. Everything had gone beyond her plans.

—Teacher Zhang, I like you, Ma Jun stammered. His mouth kissed all over Zhang Li's face in disarray, one hand stroking Zhang Li's smooth, cool thigh while the other grabbed the huge breasts he had been dreaming of and kneaded them hard.

Zhang Li dodged Ma Jun's assault, but she did not shout. After all, she was the one who had called Ma Jun to the office. If she startled anyone, she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly. She could only silently resist Ma Jun's hands.

But Ma Jun was much stronger than her. Soon he had pressed Zhang Li down onto the sofa. Thinking it wasn't enough to grope her through her clothes, he lifted Zhang Li's T-shirt in one swift motion, and Zhang Li's two snow-white, huge breasts were suddenly exposed before him, trembling slightly.

Ma Jun looked at them with uncontrollable excitement. He lowered his head and bit down on Zhang Li's big breast, sucking hard. The scent of a mature woman hit him squarely in the face, igniting a blazing fire of lust inside him. He wanted to have sex with this woman.

Ma Jun reached out and pulled Zhang Li's shorts down, revealing the dense forest between her snow-white thighs. Between the dark pubic hair, two plump lips were oozing crystal-clear liquid, wordlessly declaring their own need.

—Ma Jun, we can't do this. I'm your teacher, Zhang Li said, frightened as she saw Ma Jun's eyes turn red. She pressed her legs tightly together, trying to avoid his assault.

But at that point, Ma Jun could not hear a single word. He was already intoxicated by Zhang Li’s naked, full-bodied figure before him. The only thing he wanted now was to claim this woman for himself.

Soon Ma Jun had stripped off his own clothes as well. With his cock thrusting eagerly, he pounced on Zhang Li and spread her snow-white, rounded thighs apart, starting to drive into her in a wild, relentless rush. Yet, having never known a woman before, he could not find the entrance no matter how hard he tried, and his impatience only grew.

Seeing that, Zhang Li could not help but sigh and say, “Very well, Ma Jun. This is partly my fault too. Since you want it, I’ll give it to you.” As she spoke, she reached down, took hold of Ma Jun’s hot shaft, worked it a few times, and guided it to the entrance of her slit, which was already glistening with moisture.

Feeling the stimulation of Zhang Li’s wet, tender opening, Ma Jun could no longer wait. He thrust forward hard. With a loud wet sound, the huge glans parted her labia and forced its way deep into the slick, tight heat. It felt as though his cock had plunged into a hot flesh tunnel, warm and constricting, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking at him nonstop. A fierce urge to urinate surged up at once, and he nearly came on the spot. He quickly held his breath, barely managing to keep from spilling right then and there, but he no longer dared move at all. All he could do was clutch Zhang Li’s supple body and pant hard.

The moment Ma Jun’s cock entered her, Zhang Li could not help but let out a cry. Almost instinctively, she lifted her hips to meet the hot shaft, but then Ma Jun only went in halfway and stopped, leaving her suspended in that agonizing in-between state. Seeing the expression on Ma Jun’s face, she guessed he had been overwhelmed by the stimulation and softly said, “Don’t rush. Take it slow.” Only then did Ma Jun begin to continue pushing his cock slowly into Zhang Li’s pussy. Inside, it was soft and wet, and he drove all the way to the deepest point before stopping.

Perhaps because she had gone too long without her husband’s attention, Zhang Li also found it hard to bear this sudden surge of sensation. Her mouth opened soundlessly, and her arms tightened around Ma Jun. At that moment, she put aside the restraint of being a teacher and began to savor, without reserve, the pleasure of being a woman.

So this is what sex feels like? Ma Jun trembled all over. Looking down at Zhang Li, flushed with desire beneath him, and feeling his cock wrapped tightly by the tender flesh of her pussy, his mind went dizzy. He was really making love to his own teacher.

Seeing that Ma Jun had gone still again, Zhang Li could not help but say, “Ma Jun, pull out a little first, then push back in. Don’t go too fast...” Under his teacher’s guidance, Ma Jun gradually grasped the subtle tricks of sex and began thrusting in and out of Zhang Li’s pussy, each stroke bringing him an incomparable rush. Watching Zhang Li’s two full breasts sway with his movements, he could not help but lean down and take one of her hard nipples into his mouth, sucking while his lower body kept driving hard.

With her student’s movements, Zhang Li let out tempting moans. Her two snow-white thighs also wound around Ma Jun’s body, making it easier for him to thrust. After nearly a hundred strokes, Ma Jun suddenly felt a sour numbness run through the glans. He gave a muffled grunt, hugged Zhang Li’s snow-white body tighter, and pumped rapidly a few more times. Then he erupted at last, shoving his cock deep into Zhang Li’s pussy and feeling semen spurt out in wave after wave. His whole body seemed to go slack as he collapsed onto Zhang Li’s soft body, motionless, panting hard.

Zhang Li had been driven nearly mad with pleasure by Ma Jun. Her hair was disheveled behind her, her face flushed red, sweat covering her body, yet her expression was one of deep satisfaction.

After a while, Ma Jun finally climbed off Zhang Li and saw her staring at him intently without a word. Uneasy, he said, “Teacher Zhang, I’m sorry. I really couldn’t control myself just now.” Zhang Li also sat up, reached for the tissue beside her and wiped her lower body clean. Seeing that a strand of bright semen still clung to Ma Jun’s limp cock, she took the tissue and cleaned him off as well, biting her lip and saying a little awkwardly, “Ma Jun, do you think I’m a shameless woman, fooling around with my own student?” “How could that be, Teacher Zhang? I’ve always respected you.” Ma Jun shook his head hurriedly. “It’s all my fault. I didn’t even know why I acted like that just now. I’m not a good student. Yell at me if you want, or hit me if that makes you feel better.” Thinking back to what he had done to Zhang Li, Ma Jun was overwhelmed with shame. He raised his hand and was about to slap himself.

But Zhang Li caught his wrist and sighed. “Ma Jun, I’m partly to blame too. Teacher shouldn’t be ashamed to tell you this, but these past few years I haven’t had sex with my husband at all. Every night I’ve been sleeping alone. After you hugged me this afternoon, I kept thinking those indecent thoughts. In fact, I asked you to come to the office tonight just to tempt you. Even the clothes I wore were changed specifically after I went home. It was my fault. I really don’t have the face to see you again.” As she spoke, she covered her face and began to cry softly.

Seeing Zhang Li cry, Ma Jun felt at a loss. He had never imagined that the usually serious Zhang Li would also be carrying so many unspeakable thoughts inside her. At forty-plus, a woman was often at the height of her desire, yet she could not get any attention from her husband. He had no idea how Zhang Li had endured these past few years.

“Teacher Zhang, please don’t cry. Even though this was my first time, I was willing.” Ma Jun’s feelings had become complicated. At first he had only desired Zhang Li’s body, but now there was also a hint of sympathy and tenderness. A woman like her should have been cherished by a man, not neglected so cruelly.

“Thank you, Ma Jun.” Zhang Li wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and said wistfully, “You let Teacher experience the joy of being a woman again. Just now I felt like I was about to die. I’ve never had such a wonderful feeling.” Ma Jun could not help feeling a surge of pride. Even though this was only his first time, he had actually conquered the body of a mature woman. Of course, that was also because Zhang Li had not slept with another man for years; the stimulation of releasing all that pent-up desire in one burst was beyond description.

“Teacher Zhang, I felt really good too. I never expected sex with a woman to feel like that. It was just too short.” Thinking back on that sensation, Ma Jun still felt unsatisfied. He had not even fully enjoyed it before he lost control and came.

Zhang Li smiled lightly and said, “Men are always like that the first time. It won’t last long. Once you do it more often, it’ll get better.” Hearing that, Ma Jun’s heart leapt, and he immediately asked, “Teacher Zhang, can I still make love to you in the future?” Even Zhang Li, hearing such a direct question, felt embarrassed. She gave a shy mm and nodded, her expression incredibly alluring.

Seeing that, Ma Jun grew bolder too. He walked over, hugged her still-naked body, kissed Zhang Li’s lips, kneaded her snow-white breasts with one hand, and let the other slide down over her smooth belly to the fuzzy place between her legs. Rubbing her wet labia, he quickly felt his already exhausted cock harden again.

Zhang Li was both startled and delighted. She could not help thinking that young men really did recover astonishingly fast. He had just come so much, and already he was hard again. After the relationship between them had crossed that line, she was no longer as restrained as before. While responding to Ma Jun’s caresses, she reached down and took hold of his cock, slowly stroking it.

“Teacher Zhang, I want it again,” Ma Jun panted, feeling incredible pleasure from her hand.

“Don’t call me teacher. Call me Sister Li,” Zhang Li corrected him shyly. Otherwise, making love to her own student always felt a little awkward.

“Okay, Sister Li. I want to make love to you.” Ma Jun was burning with desire. Stroking Zhang Li’s snow-white, full butt, his cock stood straight up, the glans already leaking clear fluid, as if it had prepared itself for the next entry.

“Come on, Ma Jun.” Zhang Li could not hold back either. She bent down by the bed, lifted her plump, white butt, and exposed her dripping labia. Her outer folds were slightly parted, revealing the pink flesh inside, wet and glistening, irresistibly tempting.

Ma Jun stepped forward, gripped his cock, and guided it easily into Zhang Li’s opening. That familiar, soul-shaking sensation swept over him again, making him suck in a deep breath. Clasping Zhang Li’s hips, he thrust fiercely in and out, the sound of flesh slapping flesh filling the room. This time Ma Jun fucked Zhang Li for a full half hour before he came. Zhang Li climaxed twice in a row as well, and the two of them finally collapsed, exhausted, onto the bed.

By the time they had finished resting, it was already past eight. Zhang Li urged Ma Jun to hurry home so his family would not worry. Ma Jun, though, could not bear to leave. He held her plump body close, kissing and touching her for a long time. Only after Zhang Li repeatedly him did he finally leave.