Catrina glanced at the door quickly, but disregarded it. They would leave in a while anyway to get to class.<br/><br/>She smiled up at him as she put her hands behind her on the desk and leaned back.<em>I'll write a note to your next teacher that I needed to speak with you and don't worry about your little girlfriend, she won't hear us,</em>she said to him in thought.<em>Now, Akira... You slept in class again. I can't keep letting you get away with that without repercussions,</em>her eyes never leaving his, she pushed herself back on the desk so that she was in the middle of it, all the paperwork and books falling on the floor. Her legs hiked up and settled at the end of the desk as she spread them out for him. Her dress fell back on her stomach, exposing her wet cunt. She was right, her juices were all over the desk.<br/><br/>Licking her lips seductively she motioned from him to come close. Her heart was thumping so hard against her chest she was sure he could hear it. With her breasts moving up and down with her, now, heavy breathing she mentaly undid the top buttons on her dress to expose her hardened nipples to him. They started to ache, in desperate need of some attention, perhaps his hands or lips sucking on her breasts would do. But the throbbing on her pussy was yelling for more attention. She was so excited with so many parts of her body wanting to feel his touch she had to hold herself back from pulling him in between her legs and forcing him to fuck her as hard as he could.<br/><em>Be a good student and please lick up this mess I made between my legs,</em>her mind said to him with much strain.