She knew someone was watching. Curvy brunette in glasses leans over her student, fingers already inside while the other girl whimpers. No warning—just a hand yanking down those plaid shorts, stockings still half-on. The couch cushions muffle moans as thick thighs clamp around a face buried between them. One switches to riding hard, nails digging into bare shoulders. Then—the door creaks. Neither stops.
