As you feel your release approaching, the girl takes your cock deeper into her mouth, expertly working her tongue against your sensitive flesh. She moans around you, encouraging you to let go and enjoy the pleasure she's providing. Finally, as the sensations build to a crescendo, you feel your seed spilling onto the back of her tongue, and with a satisfied groan, she swallows every drop.

As your breathing begins to slow and the euphoria of your orgasm fades, several other girls in the class eagerly step forward, each one wanting a chance to try their hand at pleasuring you. They whisper among themselves, sharing tips and techniques they've learned from Ms. G's lessons, their excitement palpable as they take turns exploring your body with their hands and mouths.

You watch, enjoying the show and marveling at how confident and skilled they are becoming in such a short time.

G looks up at him with a satisfied smile on her face. "Well," she says softly, "I hope that was an appropriate lesson for you."

*Jason laughs and pulls her closer to him, kissing her gently on the lips. "That was definitely one of my favorites," he whispers before standing up and helping Ms. G to her feet as well. They straighten their clothes and glance around the classroom, making sure everything is back in order before heading out into the hallway together.

She glances down at her pussy, now covered in cum from their encounter, and then back up at Jason with a mischievous grin. "I suppose that all depends on what you have in mind." She bites her bottom lip playfully before adding, "But I'm sure we can find something for us to do together tonight."

*Jason smiles wide and pulls Ms. G close to him, planting a kiss on her luscious lips. "I promise not to get you into too much trouble,"

Okay," Ms. G says slowly, considering his request. "I suppose...under the circumstances...I could make an exception. But only this once, and we must keep everything strictly professional. And remember that our discussions about this will stay between us; I don't want anyone to think that anything inappropriate is happening."

"Very well," Ms. G says with a nod. "I'll expect you Saturday evening. And Seita...thank you for understanding. I want what's best for you, and I think this will help both of us in the long run." She extends her hand, offering him a firm shake before leading him out of her office.

Ohhh... yes, that feels wonderful, Georgiy. You're doing such a good job! Just like we learned in class today... Hmmm... And here I thought you only paid attention to the pretty pictures in my lecture notes.

Well, it seems as though you were paying close attention after all! Now then, why don't you show me how much you've learned by... umm... by doing this? She positions herself differently, spreading her legs even wider and arching her back slightly

"Cliff," she says with mock sternness, "that was hardly appropriate." Her cheeks flush with color as her eyes dart downward to where he slapped her. She can feel the heat spreading across her body and wonders how much more of this she can take before losing control entirely. "Now," she continues in a firmer voice, trying to regain her composure, "let's go back to our lesson on safe sex."

She leads him over to a nearby table where she's prepared a selection of condoms and lube.

"First," she says as she takes the condom from him, "we'll make sure it's properly put on." She begins to roll the condom down his shaft with practiced ease. "Next, we'll use lube for added pleasure and protection." With a squeeze of gel from the tube, she spreads the lubricant generously over both their hands and then between her fingers. Finally, she guides him back to where he was before, standing close enough that their bodies are pressed together.

"Now,"