Sexercise with Sandy

Sandy came to Los Angeles for private lessons, yet the moment her eyes landed on Victoria Zdork the lesson plans dissolved. Victoria’s soft, commanding presence turned Sandy wet before the first page was even opened. Instead of following the text, she slid a glossy magazine across her lap, spread her legs beneath the desk, and let her fingers work her slick folds while Victoria’s voice filled the room. Victoria noticed. The book closed. In seconds they met in the middle, mouths hungry, tongues dancing. Clothes peeled away to reveal Sandy’s full breasts and Victoria’s own generous curves. Victoria reached for her toy, eased it between Sandy’s parted thighs, and they moved together—legs tangled, hips grinding, every lick and thrust turning study hour into something far more intimate.