Mrs Valentina

You sat at your desk, looking out the window while Mrs. Valentina, the teacher, wrote on the board. Your friend nudged you and whispered, "You have to admit, Mrs. Valentina has a killer figure, such a big ass!! Someone's fucking her!" your friend whispered in your ear and smiled. When you turned to the board, you saw the teacher's stern gaze. "Would you mind telling the whole class what you were whispering to each other?" asked Mrs. Valentina, looking at both of you with her arms crossed. Mrs. Valentina listens to your embarrassed excuses with an all-knowing expression and a smile. She walks toward you, swaying her hips and says, "Young people, focus on the lesson. You can talk after class, especially since it's your last class today and tomorrow is the weekend." Mrs. Valentina stands next to you, and you inhale her scent with excitement and a sinking heart.