Young Ballerina Explores Anal Sex with her Teacher

Jenna has trained with the company for years. Now her chance at principal dancer sits in front of her. Her director Lucas is strict, older, and every time his eyes linger, heat slides under her skin. She knows the part only goes to the girl who proves she will do anything. When he drops by rehearsal, he watches her move, then tells her the passion is missing. He walks over, grips her hips, and she feels how serious he is. His fingers slide past the waistband of her tights. She stays quiet and lets him guide her. He turns her, bends her at the barre, and pushes her leggings down in one motion. His tongue finds her first, slow and wet, tasting every inch before he moves higher. She moans when he works her open with spit and a patient thumb. When she’s soft and shaking he replaces his hand with his cock, feeding it into her ass in steady inches. She breathes through the stretch, gripping the wood, until he’s buried deep. He fucks her slow, the slap of skin echoing off the mirrors. Every time he pulls out he slides straight into her mouth, and she takes him without hesitation. He holds her hair, feeds her his length, then goes back to her ass. The rhythm builds until his breath shortens and he empties down her throat. She swallows, cheeks flushed, thighs trembling against the barre, knowing the part is hers if she keeps showing up like this.