THUD!
The dull sound of our footsteps hitting the ground resonated in the finite space of this hallway.
No. It was more like the sound of Miss Dorian's heels as she took elegant steps through the hallway, swaying her hips side to side.
I didn't know my way to where we were going nor have I been to this part of the Academy. It looked as if we were going for a shady underground deal.
It made me feel like a villain.
Since I didn't know my way, I had to walk behind my teacher. Naturally, I enjoyed the view in front of me especially with her lewd dressing today.
Intermittently, I stole gazes at her buttocks as they jiggled with a natural, appealing rhythm.
Watching her walk in front engendered an amorous feeling within me that bolstered my resolve to have her even more.
The size of her butts was moderate and well to do. Not too much, not too small either.
"Keep up, Nuttinson," she said, slightly increasing her pace.
