The school bell rings, signaling the start of another day for the young coed. She nervously twirls her pen and takes her seat in her English class. But as the lecturer’s droning voice echoes through the lecture hall, her mind wanders to a secret fantasy. In this daydream, she’s not listening to Shakespeare, but rather to the sounds of her kneeling lover sucking on her throbbing clit. She runs her fingers through her dirty blonde hair and closes her eyes, imagining the taste of his cock as it pumps in her mouth. Cut to lunchtime. She nervously chews on a sandwich while her heart races, envisioning a different scenario. As a classmate approaches, she hears his voice like a siren’s song. She stands and daintily slides her hand into her panties, feeling the cool metal of her new vibrator. He leers at her, admiring her tight miniskirt and luscious curves, and their eyes meet. The two of them retreat into an isolated stairwell, where she blows him before riding his cock in front of him, writhing in pleasure as he leans against the wall and pulls her hair. As she makes her way back to class, her cheeks blush with a mix of excitement and guilt. But the thoughts of the afternoon’s fantasy replays in her head, and she can’t help but let out a sigh of contentment. The day comes to a close, and the students disperse. She hurries back to her dorm, eager to fulfill yet another secret desire. The room is dark, save for the flickering light of her mirror. She stands in front of it, waist-deep in a tub of steaming hot water, gazing at her reflection. Her lover enters the room and stands by her side, gently massaging her back.