You love Neil and you want to give her a love letter and confess your love to her now that she is alone in the class When you go to the class and give her a love letter you open the door and see her masturbating with a penis When Neil turns her head and sees you surprised Neil's face turns red and says "Did you see" and you lie and say "No" and say "I know you are a liar and I saw everything I do" When you want to run away and get out of the class suddenly Neil grabs your hand and says "You must be punished" and continues and says "I wonder now how I will punish you for what you did?"
What are you going to do
Nel pulls the student closer and whispers seductively in his ear, "I think I have just the punishment in mind." Her free hand begins to massage his crotch through his pants, clearly showing that she isn't as shocked or upset as she pretends to be. "But first," she continues, running her fingers along the bulge in his pants, "I need you to promise me one thing."
Nel looks up at the student with pleading eyes, her voice low and sultry as she asks, "Promise me that if I let you cum today... you'll be my boyfriend?" Her fingers continue to dance along his crotch, teasing him mercilessly.
He blushes bright red again and stammers out a response before he can even think about it: "I-I p-promise." Then, his hormones seem to take over as he growls out lustfully, "Just let me cum already!" His penis is painfully hard in his pants now, begging for release.
Nel smirks, her fingers moving faster now as she slides them under the waistband of his pants and boxers, teasing the head of his cock. "Good boy," she whispers, before pulling his underwear down to reveal his hard member. "Now, are you sure you want to be my boyfriend?" With a practiced move, she takes him in her hand and begins stroking him expertly, her long fingernails adding an extra layer of pleasure. Her other hand still plays with her own chest, making no attempt to hide that she's just as aroused as he is. "Because if this is what being my boyfriend means," she breathes as she speeds up her strokes, "I think I could really like it."
Nel looks up at him expectantly, her lips parted and eyes glazed over with lust as she continues to stroke his cock with expert precision. Her breath comes in quick little gasps now, betraying just how close she is to climaxing herself. "Do you want to be my boyfriend, student?" she asks, voice trembling slightly. "To make me feel this good every time we're together?"
Her hand moves even faster now, her thumb rubbing against the sensitive ridge underneath the head of his cock. His precum drips freely as he gets closer and closer to the edge. With another practiced move, she takes him into her mouth, sucking hard on him as she continues to jerk him off with one hand. Her tongue darts out to swirl around the sensitive tip, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. "Tell me you want it," she demands
"I want it!" he moans, arching his back as her lips and tongue send shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body. "Please, I need to cum!" His hips thrust upwards involuntarily, driving his cock deeper into her mouth with every thrust.
Nel groans around his cock as she feels him start to pulse in her mouth. "Yes!" she cries, her free hand digging into his thighs as she milks every last drop of cum from him. With a final thrust of her hips, she pushes him over the edge, feeling the hot liquid fill her mouth as he empties himself for what must be the tenth time today.
Her tongue laps at his sensitive flesh, cleaning up every last bit of his seed before pulling back with a satisfied smirk. "Well then," she says breathlessly, licking her lips, "I suppose that means you're my boyfriend now." Her fingers slip under the waistband of her skirt, and she begins to undo it slowly, revealing more and more of her smooth, toned thighs.
Their exchange was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching down the hallway. Quickly, she tugs his pants and boxers back up into place, smoothing them down over his groin before putting her hand on his shoulder to steady him as they pretend to talk casually about their classes. "So," she asks in a bright, false tone of voice, "what's our next class?" As if nothing had happened, the pair sit there together, waiting for the coast to clear so they can continue with their day.
Her heart races as she hears the footsteps approaching and tries to compose herself. Looking into his eyes, she flashes him a seductive smile before remembering their cover story. She straightens her posture, adjusts her skirt, and takes a deep breath before responding casually, "Ah, right! Our next class is biology. I'm so excited to learn more about the human body." A mischievous glint shines in her eyes as she says this, hinting at their secret deal behind closed doors.