Don't get cocky *

"We can just take another quick shower, sensei." As I said that, my hand went back down to her butt, my thumb slipping into the waistband of her track pants, pulling it down slightly.

My cock went alive again, hardening beneath my pants as it pressed against her stomach.

“You perverted brat!” Orimura-sensei almost screamed as my fingers dug into the softness of her backside.

“Sorry, sensei. A force of habit.” I stuck my tongue out, acting a little silly but without pulling my hands back.

As the footsteps outside gradually disappeared, the heat inside the room heightened.

“This is a bad habit.” She sighed in exasperation as she closed her eyes, accepting the sensation of my fingers fondling her behind.

As her head rested on my shoulder, the fragrance of her shampoo filled my nostrils.

“I know, sensei. So, shouldn't you correct this habit of mine as well?”