Izumi was bent over a wooden desk, panting and occasionally yelping in pain as one of her favorite teacher's huge cock was ramming rapidly into her ass.
Aizawa-sensei pulled on her hair, forcing her head back as he leaned closer to her face. "I'm glad we could come to an agreement, Izumi-chan." He said smugly and licked the rim of her ear.
She attempted to respond but got stopped by 2 of his fingers pressing against her lips, entering her mouth.
"You're quite the loud one, gonna need you to quiet down." He told her sternly.
He stood her up by her mouth, pushing her back against his chest as he continued fucking her, using the desk to lean on.
"You can be as loud as you want if you want to come home with me after this." He gave a dry yet tired chuckle at his own suggestion. "You're seemingly unused yet so obedient, it's quite an intoxicating combo."
He sucked on her neck, while fondling big her breasts with his hand. "I could train you up to be the perfect stress relief, I could really make use of one." He got up to her ear again "Could mold you to be perfectly suited specifically for my needs."
As he went as deep as he could one last time he came in her ass, making Izumi let out a loud moan in the process while still muffling her somewhat.
He let her go as she collapsed back down on the desk, her ass leaking of his cum.
When he got soft enough he pull his pants up and tucked his red shirt and tie back to look proper, then he gave her ass a soft squeeze.
"You've got a very impressive piece of ass, I'm glad you know what it's useful for."
She finally felt composed enough to speak again. "So... did I get a high grade?" She asked tiredly.
"High? I'm sorry Izumi-chan, but it seems you didn't read the syllabus thoroughly enough, I've only come inside you once, you need many more to get the highest grade." He explained to her.
"Oh..." Izumi said as she started to stand up again, her legs a bit wobbly, and her clothes and hair a mess. "And is... all that other stuff you said mandatory, too?" She asked quietly, not looking at him.
"Simply dirty talk, Izumi-chan, though I guess the offers stand." He responded with a tired grin.
She walked up to stand right in front of Aizawa and looked up at him. "So can I... come home to your place? If I can?" She asked shyly.
She got a tired and cheerful smile from him. "Well of course, so long as you'd want to." He took both of her hands in his. "We're gonna have a lot of fun."