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... u... slow down, don't be heard..." In an office on the fourth floor of the teacher's building, Emma, the homeroom teacher of Class Three, blushed and couldn't help but gasp for breath.

She sat on the office chair with a sturdy arm, half of her black professional attire taken off, revealing her tender and plump chest, and the black strands on her legs were also pulled down to her thighs.

Under the guidance of her arm owner, Emma's curvy body kept rising and falling, and her full a ...

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