Camila Cortez was lying on the couch reading a book, wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Her white, full thighs were crossed over each other, looking much more feminine than her serious demeanor during the day. Seeing Kevin, his cock immediately hardened.

Seeing Kevin enter, Camila put down her book, stood up from the couch with a stern face, and said, "Why are you so late? Do you know what time it is?"

Kevin quickly stepped forward, hugged Camila, and said with a playful smile, "Mrs. Cortez, were you waiting for me?"

Camila's face turned slightly red as she scolded, "Who was waiting for you? I was preparing lessons. Whether you come or not doesn't matter to me. I was about to go home."

"Mrs. Cortez, weren't you going to help me with my composition?"

Kevin said, sliding his hand from her shoulder to her chest and slipping it inside her T-shirt to grab her full, round breasts, while his hard-on pressed against her plump booty.

"How can I teach you like this?" Camila said weakly, her face flushed, struggling feebly. "Let go of me first, and I'll help you."

Kevin, already aroused by Mia earlier, couldn't bear to let go of Camila's soft, full body. He quickly stripped off her T-shirt and shorts, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Her mature, white body exuded a tempting fragrance. Kevin pulled Camila to the desk, sat down on the chair, and held the half-naked Camila, touching her smooth skin, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Cortez, can you help me with my composition now?"

"Oh, you, stop messing around. Let go of me, or I'll get angry." Camila said, her face red and slightly panting. If someone saw her being held naked by her student, it would be utterly humiliating.

But Kevin held her tightly, making it impossible for her to struggle. In the end, she could only plead, "Kevin, stop tormenting me. Let's go to the bed, okay?" Kevin knew Camila was more conservative and didn't want to push her too far. He carried her to the bed, eagerly unhooked her bra, revealing her high, white breasts, and pounced on her, sucking on her nipples while his hand caressed her pussy.

"Oh... no... It tickles..." Camila moaned as Kevin touched her sensitive parts. Her nipples hardened, and her pussy began to secrete juices. Her soft, full body squirmed restlessly. She hadn't had sex with Kevin for days and was desperate for it now.

"I've missed you," Kevin said, squeezing her large breasts and sucking on her tender flesh. "Your tits are so tempting."

"Ah... Kevin... you can have my tits... and my pussy too..." Camila, aroused by Kevin's licking, let go of her teacherly demeanor. At this moment, she was just a horny woman.

Hearing Camila talk like a slut excited Kevin even more. He continued to suck on her swollen nipples, loving to push her limits and make her more depraved. Under his efforts, Camila's big, white breasts became even more swollen, her nipples standing erect like purple grapes, covered in Kevin's saliva, looking extremely lewd.

"Kevin... stop sucking... come on... I need it.." Camila's body trembled under Kevin's teasing. Her white, full thighs rubbed together, and her booty moved restlessly. Her panties were soaked with her arousal.

Kevin saw this and removed her panties, turning his mature teacher into a completely naked, voluptuous woman. He gently spread her legs, revealing her hairy pussy, with her swollen lips glistening with juices. He lightly stroked her pussy with his fingers, teasingly asking,

"What do you want?"

"I want it. Kevin... don't tease me..." Camila was desperate but couldn't bring herself to say the words that embarrassed her. She could only beg Kevin to stop teasing her.

"Mrs. Cortez, what do you want? If you don't tell me, how will I know?"

Kevin continued to play with her swollen lips, remembering how he had licked Vanessa's pussy earlier. He lowered his head and licked Camila's pussy with his tongue.

"Oh... Kevin, what are you doing... stop... I'm dying..." Camila moaned loudly, her face showing a shocked expression. She didn't expect Kevin to lick her pussy. Her body writhed, her big breasts shaking violently. Her pussy contracted and squirted a stream of hot liquid, her booty shaking side to side, and her white thighs clamped around Kevin's head as she reached orgasm.

Climax and Recovery

Kevin was caught off guard as Camila Cortez's legs clamped around his head, causing him to get a mouthful of her juices, which he couldn't help but swallow. Seeing how sensitive Camila was, he decided not to tease her any further. He removed his pants, revealing his swollen cock, the tip already glistening with pre-cum. Kevin knelt between Camila's legs, guiding his cock to her entrance but not immediately thrusting in. Instead, he teased her, rubbing the tip against her soft, pink folds, occasionally dipping in just a little before pulling out again.

"Baby, hurry up. You're driving me crazy. Fuck me hard, or I'll get mad." Camila Cortez panted, her hips lifting to try and catch his cock, but always just missing. Kevin felt he had teased her enough and didn't want to push her to anger. He positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust deeply in one swift motion. With a wet sound, his cock was buried to the hilt inside Camila's tight, wet hole.

"Oh... this feels so good... Kevin, you're amazing... harder..." Camila groaned loudly, her face showing immense satisfaction. Her plump, white thighs clamped around Kevin's waist, her hips moving in rhythm with his thrusts.

Kevin pounded into her, his hot cock sliding in and out of Camila's wet hole, each thrust deep and powerful. Her lips parted with every thrust, and her moans filled the room, her juices flowing freely.

"Kevin... you're fucking me so good.. I'm going to die from this... I'm flying," Camila gasped, her face flushed, her chest heaving as she panted. Her body was slick with sweat.

Kevin had been thrusting into Camila for nearly ten minutes and was starting to tire. He slowed down, having already spent a lot of energy with Evelyn Allen earlier in the day and not having eaten dinner. He felt exhausted but hadn't reached the point of climax yet, so he kept going as best he could.

"Kevin, are you tired?" Camila asked, noticing his labored breathing and trembling arms. She opened her eyes and saw him struggling, her concern evident.

"I'm fine," Kevin forced a smile, but his movements grew slower. Despite his stamina, he was not invincible, and the day's activities had drained him. His lovemaking with Camila had pushed him to his limit.

"Don't say you're fine. Look at you, you're pale." Camila sat up, hugging Kevin and gently wiping the sweat from his forehead. "You should have told me if you were this tired. What if you collapse from exhaustion? Lie down and rest."

Kevin reluctantly pulled out of her and lay on the bed, breathing heavily. Camila jumped off the bed, ran to the desk, and grabbed a piece of chocolate from a drawer. She hurried back to the bed, feeding Kevin the chocolate to replenish his energy while scolding, "What did Mia Wilson have you do that left you so exhausted? Did she make you do some heavy lifting? You're still a student."

Camila's Suspicion

Kevin chewed the chocolate and explained how Mia had asked him to fix her water heater, omitting the part about helping her take off her jeans. He feared Camila might get jealous. But Kevin underestimated a woman's jealousy. Hearing his story, Camila looked skeptical and asked, "Why would she ask you to fix her water heater? What do you know about fixing household appliances? That's nonsense. Did she just ask you to fix it? You were at her place for quite a while. You didn't do anything else?"

"I really didn't do anything. I fixed the heater and came straight back," Kevin said, feeling wronged. He thought he would have liked to do something more, but Mia wouldn't have agreed.

"Nothing at all? You're lying. I don't believe you." Camila said, her woman's intuition telling her otherwise. She smirked and said, "I think Mia was trying to seduce you."

Mia seducing him? Kevin was stunned. How could that be? He hadn't noticed anything. While he was lost in thought, Camila smiled at him and said, "It's okay if you don't tell the truth. I'll check for myself."

She climbed onto Kevin, grasping his still semi-hard cock and stroking it until it was fully erect. Then she lifted her white, full booty and slowly lowered herself onto his cock, taking him deep inside her. Before Kevin could react, she began to move her hips vigorously, her pussy squeezing him like a juicer extracting fresh juice.

Kevin watched in astonishment as Camila rode him. They had never used this position before because Camila found it too lewd, and Kevin preferred not to be passive. But today, with his energy low, he saw the benefits of this position. He could lie back and let Camila do the work, enjoying the sight of her bouncing breasts.

Camila found the sensation even more thrilling. Each time she took Kevin's cock inside her, it felt like he was piercing right through her. Her juices flowed freely, and she bit her lip, shaking her big white booty with increasing fervor.

Under such intense stimulation, Kevin couldn't last long. He grabbed Camila's hips, thrusting up into her as he released a torrent of hot semen deep inside her.

After the intense pleasure, Camila collapsed onto Kevin's chest, panting heavily, her body covered in sweat. Their mingled fluids slowly seeped out from where they were joined.

After a while, Camila sighed contentedly and softly said to Kevin, "It seems you weren't lying. You really didn't do anything with Mia Wilson. Otherwise, you wouldn't have cum so much. I guess I wronged you."

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