Haru is always smiling. During her walk home, the scent of Aoba drifts. Haru is always smiling. After school, soaked by a sudden thunderstorm. Her childlike small body and her swollen breasts visible through her uniform. Her translucent white thighs extending from her skirt make my crotch hot. "You want to have sex with me, right? Teacher." I am a teacher. It's an emotion I shouldn't have for a student. But I want Haru. Teaching a student who doesn't know spring about sex. I am disqualified as a teacher. Her developing breasts are sensitive and sweet. Her wet pussy is still immature, but she craved my black, glistening dick as if sucking on it. My dick is waving uselessly in self-restraint. I ejaculate sloppily inside my student's vagina and wave violently. Please don't direct your innocent curiosity about sex towards me. Please don't look at me with those pure eyes that seem to see through my heart. Logic and desire. Today, I had intercourse with youth and creampie.