Her wet panties are still on after school as she plays with herself thinking about her teacher

She sits at her desk, the school day finally over. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as she uncrosses her legs, sliding her damp panties to the side. The empty classroom fuels her fantasies—imagining hands gripping her hips, a teacher’s voice growling in her ear. She rubs herself slowly, biting her lip as pleasure builds. Her panties are soaked, the fabric clinging to her swollen flesh as she teases herself, lost in forbidden daydreams. The desk creaks under her restless movements, her breath quickening with every stroke. She can’t resist—she must come, right here, right now.