Serena confidently walked into the secretary’s office and approached his desk. Her marvelous cleverage was bouncing with every step. The young boy, another student, was punished by getting forced into working there. It was a common thing when no one had time to punish boys. She sensually placed her hands on the desk, letting her boobs swing right in front of his eyes.

“Hi sweety, I need to know an address. Can you help me?” she asked, observing how the guy got lost in her perky tits.

“I-ehm ... I can’t help you...” the boy said, with a trembling voice.

Serena sat up on his desk, leaving her toned legs slightly spread, teasing him with a glimpse of her thong.

“I reeeeally don’t want to be a bad girl, so it will be handy if you give me that address, you know?” she opened her legs wider, as the boy kept staring between them.