Fucking Hot Nerd While Tutoring

You're sitting at a cozy couch, a laptop on the coffee table. She's the cute, shy girl from class, now wearing tight stockings and a white shirt. Her glasses slide down her nose as she leans in, her long blonde hair brushing your face. She's grateful for your help, and she wants to show it. Her hands are on her hips, then sliding down to your lap. You feel her soft touch, her breath hot on your neck. She whispers, "You really helped me," before her lips meet yours. Her tongue darts out, teasing. Her fingers unbutton your shirt, her eyes locked on yours. She moves lower, her mouth finding your belt. The room is filled with her soft moans and your heavy breaths. She's eager, her hands trembling as she frees you. Her head bobs up and down, her glasses fogging up. You grip her hair, guiding her rhythm. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with lust and gratitude. Her mouth is warm and wet, her tongue swirling. You're lost in the sensation, in her.