Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in my first sex teacher. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “my first sex teacher.” Slow circles become frantic in my first sex teacher, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “my first sex teacher, yes, my first sex teacher,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of my first sex teacher drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.