It seems that the higher the number, the harder it is to improve.
Compared to the unrestrained Yana and Lyla, it’s clear that Yasmin’s identity as a wife, mother, and teacher is also a significant constraint.
To continue improving her favorability, aside from spending money, sweet words and tricks are also necessary.
The next day was Saturday. Students who lived close to ho had gone back for the holiday, and those who stayed on campus had all gone out to hang out.
The teaching building was eerily quiet, with only the air-conditioned library showing signs of life. Ryan ca to the Literature Departnt’s teaching building while fiddling with his phone.
"Brother Ryan!"
Lyla was waiting at the stairs and threw herself into Ryan’s arms as soon as he approached.
Today, she was wearing a sky-blue dress with her hair tied in a ponytail, looking extrely pure—exactly like the school beauty of every man’s dreams.
She looked refreshingly simple, wearing no jewelry except for a headband on her wrist. Her blue sandals accentuated her delicate feet, giving off a pure yet seductive vibe.
She still wasn’t wearing a bra, just a tube top. Her soft breasts pressed directly against Ryan, tempting him to savor their beauty.
"You’re here so early!"
Ryan smiled lasciviously and caressed her through her skirt.
Lyla raised her head, pouting her lips pitifully. "Yes, I was afraid of being late, so I waited here first."
Before they could get intimate, Yasmin’s gentle voice ca from the office: "Ryan, co in. Lyla, you wait outside."
"Coming!"
Ryan entered the office.
Yasmin was the only one inside. She was wearing a purple dress that looked dignified, conservative, and charming. Her cleavage wasn’t exposed, but the sheer size of her breasts resting on the table was still incredibly impactful.
As the number one beauty and the most beautiful teacher voted by students, her allure was undeniable.
The five orgasms from the previous night had left her, who had been suppressed for years and looked sowhat haggard, glowing with radiance today. Her simple bun, as gentle as the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, added a touch of enchanting beauty.
Ryan closed the office door and locked it gently, making sure the sound was too soft for Lyla to notice.
Seeing this, Yasmin blushed and rolled her eyes charmingly. "Don’t cause trouble. Ti is limited, and I’m a little sore today."
Hearing this, Ryan felt even more proud. He licked his lips and smiled. "Teacher, I’ll write it right away."
This required writing a letter of apology. After all, fighting in front of so many people had definitely caused a bad impression.
Yasmin took out a sheet of self-reflection and pointed to the chair beside her. "Just copy this and change your personal information. The people in the training departnt won’t read it carefully anyway."
"Teacher, copying like this is boring, and you have nothing to do now anyway."
"My brother misses your little mouth…"
Ryan said shalessly, pulling down his pants and spreading his legs as he sat down. Yasmin gave him a charming look.
The environnt was both stimulating and tense. Undoubtedly, desecrating the sacred profession of a teacher and her identity here, in the office or classroom, was a shaful yet thrilling conquest.
She was a little resistant, but after Ryan’s coaxing and persuasion, the mature beauty finally relented.
Yasmin knelt between Ryan’s legs, using a book as a cushion to stabilize herself in the limited space. She held Ryan’s thighs and began to gently lick his soft cock.
"This... is still so cute!"
Licking and sucking at the sa ti, her increasingly skilled oral techniques brought an incredibly pleasurable sensation.
Ryan panted comfortably, picked up the pen, and began copying the apology. He wrote while enjoying the blowjob from the beautiful teacher—a rebellious and ecstatic indulgence.
After about twenty minutes, Ryan tremblingly wrote the last word.
He also shot his first load of the day into Yasmin’s mouth. She sucked for a long ti, making sure to swallow every drop.
Yasmin, now familiar with the process, was about to spit out the sen, but Ryan held her down, asking her to continue kneeling. "Teacher, open your mouth so I can see..."
It was broad daylight, and Yasmin was sober, feeling both ashad and resistant.
But in the heat of passion, how could she resist Ryan’s soft and hard persuasion...
In the end, she shyly closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly, and opened her beautiful cherry mouth.
Inside her mouth was a milky white fluid. Ryan had ejaculated a lot this ti, and it all gathered in her throat, entangled with her pink tongue—a lewd and srizing sight.
Looking down at this beautiful teacher kneeling and giving him a blowjob was a perfect visual feast.
Now, after the blowjob, admiring her still-dignified appearance with her mouth full of his sen, this act brought Ryan an overwhelming sense of conquest.
"Teacher, swallow it..."
Ryan’s voice trembled with excitent as he lovingly caressed her face.
Yasmin’s brows furrowed slightly as she closed her eyes. She closed her mouth, clearly wrestling with her conscience...
After a mont, she seed to make up her mind, and her throat moved visibly as she swallowed.
"Little rascal, little rascal... you’re so good at bullying your teacher. You always have new tricks every day."
After swallowing the sen, Yasmin’s coquettish pink fists lightly pounded Ryan’s chest, bringing him imnse satisfaction. He smiled and pushed her head down again.
This ti, Yasmin rolled her eyes charmingly but still used her little mouth to clean him up gently.
She was indeed conservative and dignified, yet traditionally docile. Training such a woman was a gift from the heavens to n.
After licking him clean, she even helped Ryan put his pants back on. She was truly the epito of a good wife and mother.
After rinsing her mouth, she opened the office door. Lyla, who had been playing on her phone, quickly approached.
"Lyla, Ryan, let’s go!"
Yasmin, the most beautiful teacher, known for her stunning figure, looked radiant after being thoroughly satisfied the previous night. Her beauty was almost shocking.
"I feel like Teacher Yasmin is even prettier than before. Her skin seems much fairer too."
The two followed behind her, admiring her voluptuous figure that even her conservative, loose dress couldn’t hide. Lyla couldn’t help but whisper, "She’s always been beautiful. Are you planning to switch teams?"
Ryan teased her.
Lyla rolled her eyes charmingly. "No, but Teacher Yasmin’s breasts are so big. Brother Ryan must have lustful thoughts like other boys."
As they talked, they arrived at the teaching office. Only the physical education instructor was inside. It was clear that idiot Henry would be in the hospital for at least ten more days.
"Director!"
Yasmin led the two inside.
The students stood obediently to the side, not daring to speak. Yasmin and the other instructor exchanged a few sharp words, but the outco had already been decided. It was more of a formality than an argunt.
This position naturally made one protective of their students, a natural human instinct.
With so many witnesses, the matter was easy to investigate. The outco had been discussed before they even arrived.
Lyla looked innocent, having done nothing wrong. It was Henry who had been pestering her, so she was let off with a verbal warning.
Henry had started the fight and harassed a female student. He was given a disciplinary action and a self-reflection, which was lenient considering the circumstances.
Since Ryan had also taken action, he was given a verbal warning and a self-reflection—a light punishnt.
After leaving the teaching office, Yasmin checked the ti and smiled. "Ryan, Lyla, I’m heading ho now. See you on Monday."
The ho she referred to was her parents’ place. Everyone in the area knew Yasmin was a well-respected figure. The reason she had moved to the dormitory was due to her husband’s indiscretions, which she had kept well hidden.
She called a taxi and left. Only then did Lyla boldly hug Ryan’s arm, pressing her breasts against him as she said delicately, "Brother Ryan, I’m hungry."
The thin fabric was soft and elastic, making Ryan yearn to hold and play with her freely.
Strictly speaking, Lyla was also a beauty of the Literature Departnt, but she didn’t dress up much and preferred staying at ho, making her less striking than Tina.
What stood out most was her pretty little mouth. Whenever Ryan thought of that mouth sucking his cock, he couldn’t help but feel excited.
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