When I was in college, my English teacher was about 30 years old. She was a typical young woman with a pair of proud breasts. Although there was a trace of sagging, she was still quite elastic, especially her smooth buttocks, which all men yearned for. I can not resist the temptation of her plump flesh, every day English class has become my reverie space, looking at her focused expression, because of fear that others see my motives, I can only look at the key parts of her body from time to time, the 34-inch breasts tightly wrapped by the white bra from time to time with the ups and downs of her posture.The protruding pudendum under the trousers exudes the charm of a mature young woman. Seeing this, my little brother began to revolt. I kept adjusting my sitting posture to cover up my swollen lower body, but she was against me. At that time, she bent down to pick up the chalk, and her whole buttocks were all up and facing me. I sat in the first row of the classroom, so close to observe the teacher's buttocks, smooth whole, deep cracks in the middle extending to her hills. My swollen penis finally erupted and shot at her. Fortunately, the students were listening to the lecture and did not notice my embarrassment at all. I finally insisted on taking the class and hurried to the toilet to clean battlefield. From then on, I became obsessed with the teacher's body regardless of everything. Every time I masturbated, she was my object. I imagined roughly inserting her vagina from behind, squeezing and ravaging her breasts with my hands, and finally ejaculating hot semen into her uterus.