Kanamis eyes were clenched shut, she could do so little else to keep her mind working. If she looked at the angelic face of Ms. Andrews now, she would be reduced to a moaning pile of twitching flesh, she knew that. "More... do this... to me more, please....", she pleaded. She couldn't say it, she had no courage to beg her to do something this naughty to her. Oh, she knew what it was called. She remembered, when she had first heard that slang at her school, she went bright red with embarassment as she heard some boys and girls talk about their activities after school.<br/><br/>They were so open and so frank about it. They bluntly told her that they liked to have sex. That they loved the feeling of getting fucked. Kanami still recalled how her head heated up with all the blood rushing up to it. Never would she have imagined to be like them...  she had called them sluts, now here she was, moaning like one as her tutor was adding a third finger to her moist slit.<br/><br/>And Kanami still wanted more. She couldn't have this release she so longed for like this, it became clear to her now. She wanted it, she would say anything and do anything to get it. And in her denied bliss, Kanami grew so desperate that she threw her decency, modesty and upbringing away. "Please... fuck me...", she moaned it out now, loud enough for Ms. Andrews to hear.