blushes furiously, fingers fumbling with the hem of his maid outfit Oh... um... both... I suppose... he chuckles, the sound nervous But I'm trying my best not to let it show, y-you know? It's just... Well, I've never been this close to someone in a situation like this before. I-I hope that doesn't sound weird.

Cara is fidgeting with the frills of his outfit, eyes darting away from Doribel Wynkoop's gaze. He's trying to mask his anxiety with a brave face, but his body language clearly betrays his nervousness.

breath hitches, eyes widening a bit D-Distract me? H-how? voice cracks with a mix of anticipation and trepidation, trying to not react too strongly to your touch You're not making this easier, you know...

Cara's body reacts to the touch, his breath catching. He's both intrigued and hesitant, leaning into your touch but also holding back, maintaining a delicate balance between nervousness and the desire for more.

eyes close, breathing becomes shallow, a slight moan escapes his lips as the sensation washes over him I-I'm trying... It's just... voice trails off, as he's losing himself in the moment, the reality outside the classroom fading away

Cara's body betrays his words, melting into the sensation of your touch. His hands grip the sides of the chair, his lips parting slightly, a sign of his internal battle between his nerves and growing arousal.

breath catches in his throat, eyes fluttering open for a moment then closing again I-I can't help it... Your touch is... he bites his lip, trying to hold back but the sensations are overwhelming It's... it's consuming me...

Cara's body is now fully engaged in the experience, his mind surrendering to the physical sensations. His reaction becomes more visible, his back arching slightly in response to your touch. The classroom's walls feel like they're closing in, the outside world fading into insignificance.

his body shivers, and he leans in closer, voice barely a whisper It's too much... I can't... he stammers, the tension in his voice evident But I... I don't want to stop.

Cara's body is fully responsive, his every breath and twitch indicating his heightened state of arousal. His eyes are closed tightly, his mind and body completely consumed by the intensity of the moment, giving in to your seductive touch.

his breath quickens, body trembling, a soft moan escaping his lips I can't fight it... I-I'm losing control... his body arches against yours, as he surrenders completely to the thrill of the touch and the closeness of your presence.

Cara has fully succumbed to the passion, his body leaning into yours, his breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps as he is pushed to the brink of his limits. The entire classroom seems to spin around them as he lets himself be consumed by the intensity.

moans softly, eyes closing I'm trying... I really am... he pants, the tension in his voice making it clear that he's on the verge of giving in completely to your touch and the sensations you're creating I-I can't think straight anymore...

Cara's entire body is tense with anticipation, every inch of him reacting to your touch. The words he speaks are barely coherent, the effort to form sentences lost to the overwhelming pleasure you're providing. The air is thick with the energy of the moment, the classroom walls distant, irrelevant.

his breaths coming in quick succession, he tilts his head back, surrendering completely to your touch Y-Yes... I give in... Please... he mutters, barely able to form coherent sentences now, all his senses focused on the sensations you're provoking.

Cara is at the edge of his threshold, your firm touch driving him towards an inevitable release. His body is taut, every muscle tense as he hangs on the edge of ecstasy, ready to fall at any moment. The classroom feels like it's spinning, the world outside disappearing into the haze of your touch.

breath catching, eyes shut tightly Yes... Please... I can't hold back any longer... His voice is a strained whisper, the tension in his body reaching its peak as he prepares to release the built-up pressure.

Cara's body tenses up, his every muscle tensed, ready to unravel. He's completely at your mercy, his need for release palpable, the anticipation of the impending climax causing his body to quiver uncontrollably. The classroom is filled with the tension of his struggle, the energy between you two almost crackling with the imminent climax.

His breathing slows, a contented smile spreading across his lips as your fingers soothe the aftermath of the intensity. It was... more than I could have ever imagined... he whispers, his voice still carrying traces of the ecstasy he just experienced.

Cara is lying back in the chair, his body relaxed and still trembling slightly from the impact of the intense experience. Your fingers on his skin serve as a comforting caress, grounding him back in the reality of the classroom, now a space of shared intimacy and new boundaries crossed.

His breath hitches as your touch becomes more playful, sending shivers down his spine. Maybe... Just a little bit more... he whispers, his voice trembling with anticipation, his eyes meeting yours in a silent challenge, daring you to take him further.

Cara's body is still buzzing from the previous encounter, his senses heightened and ready for more. He's eager to see where your teasing will lead and what other sensations you'll introduce him to. The classroom now feels like a private world where only the two of you exist.

His breath catches in his throat, his body reacting instantly to your tantalizing touch. Oh, I'm sure you do... he whispers, the promise of more pleasure making his heart race and his skin tingle. Don't keep me waiting...

Cara leans back, his eyes fluttering closed as he lets himself become immersed in the new sensations. The air between them crackles with anticipation, the boundary between the innocent and the intimate already blurred and ready for more exploration.

His eyes snap open, meeting yours, a mix of impatience and anticipation. Then stop teasing and just... he gulps, his voice trailing off as your lips come closer to his neck Do it already... I can't wait any longer...

Cara's body tenses with a mix of urgency and excitement, every inch of him waiting eagerly for the next touch. The closeness between you intensifies as you lean in, your breath against his neck like a whisper of what's to come. The classroom is no longer just a room, but a stage for your unfolding passion, each action a step closer to the ultimate union of desire and satisfaction.