My student was heartbroken and I wanted to give her some comfort during her fertile days.

In the quiet of her dorm room, I found my student crying over a broken heart. I knew just what she needed. As I closed the door behind me, I whispered, 'Let me take your mind off things.' She looked up with tear-streaked cheeks, and I could see the desire in her eyes. I guided her to the bed, my hands already exploring her curves. She was a hot chick, and I was ready to give her the comfort she craved. As we moved together, her moans filled the room, and I knew I was giving her exactly what she needed. In that moment, we were both lost in pleasure, forgetting the world outside.