A cum-shower from Ian

Ian?s announcement drew a collective gasp from the girls, all of which rapidly took in what he had said and proceeded to comply with it.

The last set of lips to break off contact with Ian?s body was those puckered against the insides of his buttocks, just after Hannah had circled her tongue in a swirling fashion across the angered tip of his mammoth cock, her lips glossy with traces of the pre-cum which had flowed so freely through his urethra but which had now had now ceased oozing out as the entire pillar of vein-corded meat throbbed as if to give them all a warning of what was soon to come.

His balls churning out cum, Ian managed to note through squinting eyes how Felicity came sauntering out from behind him, having finally ceased her attentions to his behind so to join the seven other girls in kneeling before him.

She took her place at the rightmost end of the crescent-shaped line just in the nick of time, her tits already having spilled out of the ridiculously small top to reveal her diamond-like little nipples, which were brighter in colour than those of Gemma?s, who was the next slut in the line, as Ian closed his eyes fully and stuttered out a lengthy groan as the first jet of his jizz began its journey through the air, the splashing sound which came as a result of it smacking into Brianna?s face, instantly blessing it with a pearly white veneer and gluing her eyelids shut.

Amidst the delighted squeals coming from the gathered minxes Ian struggled to twist the aim of his heavy member to the left, and managed to do so just before the next burst of cum was released to cut its way through the air. His aim had been too low to hit Pilar?s radiant face, though it was unlikely that she would lambaste him for that as her bosom became the first part of her anatomy to be doused by his sperm-cannonade instead; the impossibly firm globes of ripe titflesh wobbling under the **** of the incoming jets of cum, with droplets ricocheting off the enormous fun-bags to spatter Brianna and Eve.

His heart pounding at his ribcage, Ian felt both dry in the mouth and dangerously close to drooling as he shifted his aim to his left yet again, propping his cockhead up somewhat so as to send the next release of balljuice onto Eve?s face.

Her full lips protruding from the face-mask of Ian?s rich dick-cream, Eve watched with fondness how her new teacher swung his bulky member once more in between ample ejaculations, and now gave Emily a chance to feel what it was like to be on the receiving end of one of his discharges, the delectable brunette groaning out as a sign of how wet the cumshot had rendered her pussy.

Too busy running her index finger up her right cheek and then putting it into her mouth to taste Ian?s cum, Emily didn?t notice him swinging on the balls of his feet, his behemoth member still fully erect and his equally impressive balls maintaining the rumbling which accompanied the impressively sized ejaculation which he was currently intending to administer out in equal portions all over the faces of the eight sluttish students, the next in order of which was Hannah.

She and her sister was now seated cheek to cheek, their bulging tits pressed together just like their wide hips as they waited for Ian to blast them with a creamy shot.

As if to inspire Ian to reach even further ejaculatory heights than he had thus far, the siblings moved from cheek to cheek to mouth to mouth position, and engaged each other in a spirited kiss which Ian observed with a lengthy moan than grew increasingly **** as his cock swelled up in preparation for the next shower of jizz.

The position of the sisters meant that once they had been subjected to Ian?s generous cumshot they looked like they had been prepared to play the leading roles in the school?s production of the ?Phantomettes of the Opera? (Ian was now certain that such a play existed); Hannah having her right face coated glistening white with cum and her somewhat older-looking sister Magdalena apparently wearing the right half of the same cum-mask.

Sweating and frantically fisting his cock as he moved to the next obediently kneeling teenage vixen, Ian barely registered that it was Gemma on whom he was about to dump the next large squirt of sticky cream, his balls now pulsing vividly enough for him to feel as if he was having his thighs massaged.

Gemma was mirroring his frenzy in how she was fucking her pussy with four fingers, ramming the digits in and out of her tight slit again and again while keeping her eyes peeled on the foot and then some length of cockmeat which now jutted softly in front of her face, her lips to parted to release hot air as the cum began to fly.

Only a single rope came out to land with a splat across the bridge of Gemma?s nose, the small quantity causing her to cease her finger-fucking and look up at Ian with genuine concern showing in her eyes.

For a few seconds Ian shared her worry, but after that he was more concerned with trying to keep his eyes from popping out of their sockets as his cock went on to pretend being a garden-hose by sending out a veritable torrent of cum which hit Gemma?s face so hard that her head was knocked backwards, meaning that much of the heavy fluid came sloshing just above her head to make a squishy impact on the wall six feet behind her.

Demonstrating extraordinary strength of character by managing to adjust his aim so that the shower of cum now could make Gemma?s marvellous jugs their destination, Ian watched on in disbelief at how much of the thick cock-milk which was being pumped from his scrotum.

Seven of the school-girls looked on with every bit as much disbelief as he as Ian achieved what was essentially a multiple orgasm, though was far too busy climaxing on her own to note anything other than her burning loins and the gallon of searing balljuice which was slowly beginning to slither down her cheeks, shoulders, tits and stomach.

Felicity now decided that she wasn?t going to be left out, and simply hoisted herself into the ejaculations trajectory, grunting as it hit her ripped belly, and then got down on all four so as to dip her face in the cum-stream.

Despite feeling to Ian as if it would go on forever, the cumshot eventually ended, leaving him out of breath and barely strong enough to remain on his feet.

As such, Ian barely heard the ?Oh my?? with which Miss Hart announced her presence in the room, the P.E teacher having placed herself at a few yards distance from the action so as to follow it.

Everyone but her, particularly Ian, were too shocked by what he had done to do anything, and so Laura was free to saunter over to him without risking that any of her students? would reach out and grab Ian?s still-hard member.

Standing in front of Ian, eight cum-painted minxes now having the sight of his dick blocked by her g-string clad ass, Miss Hart broke out into the dirtiest smile that Ian had ever seen on a woman, and slowly placed her fingers on the trunk of his cock.

It was with a ?Holy fuck, the damn thing?s gotten even fatter,? that Laura realized that it would be impossible for her to clasp her fingers around the girth of his member.

Using both hands, she nonetheless managed to lift the dick upwards, gobs of cum raining down on her t-shirt clad boobs to sprinkle the fabric around the ?Slut?-logo with wet stains.

Bending her back, Miss Hart then proceeded to pop the fat business-end of Ian?s prick into her mouth, her lush lips being clamped onto its vein-ripped trunk.