Evgeniya’s lush, curvy frame strained against her tight pencil skirt as she wrote on the board, her round ass begging for attention. Sanchir, a hulking student with greedy eyes, palmed the strange remote he’d found, his dick already hard in his jeans. He pointed it and clicked.

A soft buzz filled Evgeniya’s mind. Her body went slack, a warm, wet pulse starting between her thick thighs. “Sanchir,” she murmured, voice dripping with unintended lust. “Come here.”

He was on her in seconds, his rough hands grabbing her full tits through her blouse, pinching her nipples until they peaked. “You’ve been teasing me, teacher,” he growled, yanking her blouse open. Her big, natural tits spilled out, dark areolas puckered and inviting. He sucked one, his tongue circling her nipple while his hand slid down her stomach to her soaked pussy.

Evgeniya moaned, her hips bucking. The hypnosis made her crave it, every touch electric. Sanchir shoved her skirt up, revealing her dripping wet cunt, bare and glistening. “Fuck, you’re already so wet for me,” he spat, plunging two fingers inside her tight hole. The sound was obscene—slick, squelching noises as he finger-fucked her, curling against her G-spot.

“Please,” she begged, her mind foggy with need. “More.”

Sanchir unbuckled his pants, his thick, veiny cock springing out, already leaking pre-cum. He rubbed