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There’s no hiding it anymore — Nami slams you against the desk, straddling you with fierce, dominating hunger. Her skirt is gone, her blouse torn open, and the only sound louder than your gasps is her voice whispering: “You’re mine until the bell rings… and I don’t hear it yet.”

She rides you hard, nails digging into your skin as she grinds faster, sweat dripping from her body onto yours. Every thrust feels like punishment, every moan a reward, until she finally breaks, screaming your name in ecstasy while clenching around you.

When it’s over, she adjusts her glasses, breathing heavy. “Lesson dismissed… unless you need extra credit.”

🔓 The ultimate private lesson — every angle, every command, every scream from Professor Nami.👉 Like this post if you’d never miss her class, and comment if you’re ready for round two of detention.

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