Little cutie Hazel runs to her bathroom after another lesson with her flute teacher, Ms. Vaunt. She can’t stop thinking about her, and her insides are on fire. She lifts her skirt and starts playing with her little pussy… did all of that really happen? Did her hot teacher make a move on her? Was their sexual tension real? Hazel rubs her clit while remembering Ms. Vaunt’s touch and her kisses. Her mind runs a hundred miles an hour as she pleasures herself to the thought… or is it the memories? She distinctly remembers the stolen glances, the grin on Ms. Vaunt’s face when Hazel found a huge strap-on dildo under her bed, and how she promised to teach her everything her little mind was suddenly so curious about. Hazel stuffs two fingers up her wet pussy as she remembers their first kiss, Ms. Vaunt’s hands roaming all over her body, groping her young ass, her mouth sucking on her perky little tits. She rubs her clit furiously as she recalls Ms. Vaunt’s tongue on her pussy, making her cum harder than she ever has before and then tasting her lover as well. She comes closer and closer to cumming all over her fingers as she remembers how her older teacher pounded the fuck out of her horny, innocent little pussy with her huge dildo, spreading her legs on the bed and then letting her absolutely destroy her little hole in doggy, before making herself cum to the memory of riding her teacher’s dildo until her pussy exploded all over it. As she comes down from the high, she keeps questioning her mind… did all of that really happen, or did she succumb once again to one of her many fantasies?
