That summer I had crazy sex with a busty female teacher who was sniffing.

It's a hot summer with only a few summer courses left. By the time the hours of supplementary lesson was over, Professor Sakihara's blouse was visible, and there was a bead-like sweat on his chest. It was inevitable that she was horny with her sweaty body, her hair stuck to her, and her busty female teacher with a shiny look. Memories of a summer. It must be all because of the heat that each person's feelings exploded and they proceeded to forbidden sexual intercourse. The two of them sought each other vigorously, instinctively, as they intertwine sweat and body fluids.