Learning Japanese

An excerpt from Learning Japanese

"No!" Miss Oyama shrieked. "Again!" She stepped on his hand with her high heel.

"Konichiwa!" he cried. "Konichiwa!"

The teacher bent down and stroked her pupil's chin. "Good. Good, baby boy." When she bent over, her succulent breasts practically spilled out of her loose blouse. "Keep it up and you will get a big reward." Her nipples strained at the fabric of her blouse, dark and hard thru the material.

"Yes, sensei," the lieutenant said wearily.

"Do you want my sex, big boy?" Miss Oyama asked. And she sat back and squeezed her tits together, spreading her legs, licking her lips. "You give teacher good sex?"

"Oh, yes," he promised. "Hai!"

And with a flash like lightning, the petite disciplinarian struck with her riding crop, lashing him across the shoulder. "Then you speak right! Work hard! Learn to talk!"