Yuko glanced over at other side of the room and flashed a smile to the man.
“Kouchi, I think it might be an opportunity.” Mariko whispered.
“But she is with…”
“Kouchi don’t screw around just play it cool.” Mariko winked as the class started.
Yuko nervously kept her attention to the teacher as she found herself in a dream.
“Oh god.” He thought.
“3…2…1…”
The bell rung as the class evacuated into the hallway.
Kouchi grabbed the woman’s hand and dragged her to the nearest private location he could find.
“Janitor’s closet?”
“Sorry…”
Before he completed his thought, he heard the zipper of his pants and the moist feeling around his manhood. He leaned onto the wall feeling the pleasure running through his body. Struggling to fight off the assault, he grabbed the woman’s head.
“ITAI!”
“Gomen.”
“Ready for the main event?”
Kouchi nodded in the dimmed area and the constriction caught by him by surprise. His hands immediately went to her hips and pressed forward as he heard the sensual moans. He felt a sudden pain in his legs and groaned catching his partner by surprise.
“You didn’t just?”
“I didn’t”
“Thank god.” Yuko sighed as she lifted her skirt up and escaped from the closet.
Finishing up his business he flipped the switch to view the item by his feet. Presenting a wide grin, he tucked it into his pocket and walked back to the dorms.
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