127: Chapter 127 Teacher Sun Loses Composure 127: Chapter 127 Teacher Sun Loses Composure “Zhang Yang, you…
you better stop.”
At that mont, Sun Bingrou hadn’t expected her body to react so intensely under such circumstances.
Every spank from Zhang Yang was like a muffled thunderclap striking directly at Sun Bingrou’s heart.
Clad in nothing but tiny panties, her nearly naked body seed to be in a storm of great heights, quivering in a tense, tingling tremor.
Sun Bingrou actually found herself craving and looking forward to this sensation.
Zhang Yang’s sudden dominance only added to her shaful thrill of being conquered.
She wanted to respond to Zhang Yang, secretly hoping he would quickly touch her most sensitive spot instead of just skirting around the edge.
But the sha inside her wouldn’t let her speak out.
Officially, Zhang Yang was her student.
“Stop?
Teacher Sun, a wrong answer should be punished,” Zhang Yang said with a mischievous grin.
Feeling Sun Bingrou’s body’s reactions clearly, Zhang Yang wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
This ti, he directly raised his hand and struck down on the plentiful, luscious little garden.
“Ah…”
With a cry that carried a muffled moan, Sun Bingrou’s buttocks trembled violently.
Yet Sun Bingrou didn’t flee; instead, she raised her buttocks even higher.
Zhang Yang felt a surge of joy in his heart, guessing her intentions correctly.
Beneath Sun Bingrou’s strong and aloof exterior hid a heart longing to be conquered.
“Zhang Yang, touch here, I can’t take it anymore, hurry up,”
Finally, Sun Bingrou blurted out uncontrollably.
After speaking, however, she imdiately buried her face in the pillow, yearning for a crevice to hide in, even though she was wearing a blindfold.
Sun Bingrou wasn’t clear about what she was doing or saying, overwheld by such strong physical reactions, as Zhang Yang had ntioned, beyond her control.
Previously, she disliked physical contact with any man.
She even felt a bit of psychological cleanliness, believing that a man touching her private areas would taint her.
But with Zhang Yang’s touch, she didn’t feel any disgust at all.
She had realized this from the mont she first received treatnt from Zhang Yang.
This made Sun Bingrou want to boldly try letting Zhang Yang touch her elsewhere.
The result was that, whether he was kneading her thighs, her buttocks, or even sliding his hand into her panties, she felt no displeasure.
But what was this desire to be conquered?
Sun Bingrou felt almost insane; she hadn’t expected to reveal such a disgraceful side of herself.
How would she face Zhang Yang in the future?
How could she maintain her authority as a teacher?
However, this dilemma only lingered for a mont before Sun Bingrou dismissed it from her mind.
She would worry about the future later; right now, she was almost unable to stop herself, an experience she had never had in nearly thirty years.
Zhang Yang slapped down on Teacher Sun’s blossom again.
“Teacher Sun, where do you want to touch?
If you don’t clarify, I really won’t know,” Zhang Yang said.
Zhang Yang discovered that the thrill of dominating a cool and aloof teacher was incredibly exhilarating, surpassing even the pleasure of the intimacy itself.
“Zhang Yang, you’ve gone too far.
If you keep this up, I’m really going to get angry,” Sun Bingrou said, her tone tinged with annoyance, but it was mostly shyness.
At the sa ti, Sun Bingrou also felt a bit afraid, she dared not imagine what would happen if this continued.
It made her both fearful and expectant.
The thought of such intimate contact with her own student and the lewd words she had spoken filled Sun Bingrou with sha and regret, making her wish she hadn’t let Zhang Yang take off her trousers.
Zhang Yang, detecting the strain in Sun Bingrou’s tone, also felt that this was the maximum she could handle at the mont.
“Teacher, don’t be angry, I just really like how you look right now, you’re truly srizing.”
“Stop talking, I am your teacher.”
“There are no ‘teachers’ here, only a woman who needs to be satisfied and a man utterly fascinated by her,” he said.
Zhang Yang knew that Sun Bingrou couldn’t get over this ntal barrier, so he gave her plenty of ntal suggestion.
Simultaneously, Zhang Yang’s hand was on that plump and smooth fragrant bud, gently caressing the sensitive Little Doudou.
At that mont, Sun Bingrou’s inner desire was finally fulfilled.
“Ah, right there, it’s so itchy, so comfortable…” Sun Bingrou couldn’t help moaning.
“Zhang Yang, does Teacher look beautiful?” flooded Sun Bingrou’s mind with those words of deep fascination he had just uttered.
“Beautiful, Teacher, your butt really looks so good,” Zhang Yang said, and slapped it again.
“Oh…
Stop hitting , I can’t take it,” Sun Bingrou bit her red lip, feeling a current running through her body, truly unable to bear it.
anwhile, that Little Doudou, under Zhang Yang’s touch, was giving Sun Bingrou a strong sense of pleasure.
Her two slender legs were tense, yet still uncontrollably trembling softly.
“Can’t you take it anymore?
Teacher Sun, do you want to climax in front of your student?” Zhang Yang intentionally used these words to provoke her sense of sha.
“Don’t, Zhang Yang, I don’t want anymore,” Sun Bingrou truly felt stimulated and quickly tried to stop Zhang Yang from continuing.
“Are you sure you don’t want to?
Then I’ll stop touching.”
As he said this, Zhang Yang’s hand was about to co out of her underwear, but suddenly Sun Bingrou raised her hand and held him down.
“Zhang Yang, stop torturing , hurry, it’s coming soon.”
Feeling the urgency and desperation in Sun Bingrou’s tone, Zhang Yang also sped up, rapidly rubbing the Little Doudou.
“Ah…
it’s coming… it’s here… ah…”
Sun Bingrou suddenly scrambled up as if escaping, breaking free from Zhang Yang’s hand.
Because she felt that with her body shaking non-stop, liquid flowed out from inside; she didn’t want the fluid to get on Zhang Yang’s hand and ntally, she still couldn’t accept it.
Zhang Yang looked at Sun Bingrou curled up into a ball, hugging her knees, looking pitiful, which also triggered Zhang Yang’s protective desire.
Not wanting to tease Sun Bingrou further, Zhang Yang realized that today he might have gone too far.
It was very likely he would be permanently blacklisted by Sun Bingrou, which he didn’t want to see.
Right now, Sun Bingrou needed so ti to buffer.
Zhang Yang just embraced Sun Bingrou from behind, pulling her into his arms.
Sun Bingrou, being held by Zhang Yang, couldn’t help but tremble with a newfound sense of security, finding it indescribably comforting.
She was truly scared now, having done sothing foolish, how was she going to face Zhang Yang later?
“Teacher Sun, I was impulsive today, rest assured, in my heart, at any ti, you are always the Teacher Sun I respect the most,” Zhang Yang whispered, kissing Sun Bingrou’s hair, softly speaking beside her ear.
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