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“Fuck,” Nurse Pennyweather let out a throaty exclamation as she watched Miss Benton kneeling in front of Lance, her hands wrapped around the shaft of his cock while his head was slowly sliding across her plump lips to enter her mouth, her eyes having narrowed into tiny slits as James advanced on her, the way in which his cock was pointing at her ass seeming almost like an auspice to the horny nurse, who now found herself sticking around a little longer.

“I really ought to get going,” Nurse Pennyweather made no effort to hide her amusement at her own deliberateness as she observed Miss Benton writhing between the two studs as James placed the blunt, fat tip of his powerful fuckpiece against her puckered asshole, the moan that the blonde cumslut released at feeling a hard cock getting into position to ream her tightest hole being gagged by the veiny slab of fuckmeat that had by now begun to slide down into her throat, with the busty brunette beginning to trace two of her slender fingers up and down the length of her drenched pussy as she watched Miss Benton’s cinnamon ring give way and allow James’ cockhead to enter through it.

“So, boys…” Nurse Pennyweather was unwilling to resist the temptation to pull her lips back in an obscene smile as she turned to face the studs that were not busy fucking the slutty receptionist, “you’ll look after Miss Benton until I get back, won’t you?”

“Good.” The aroused purr that came from Nurse Pennyweather was her response to the zealous nodding that her question had provoked from the big-dicked studs, her naked, cum-streaked shape being doused by several ample bursts of precum from them after she’d added “Make sure to have that dirty, horny cumslut painted white from head to toe by the time I get back, will you?”

Giggling at the ropes of precum that had splattered down onto her body, with most of them having landed either on her massive knockers as they protruded out in front of her or on her face, with a glossy tendril of it now dangling down from her chin so that its bottom was connected to the top of the narrow valley separating her two toffee-tanned mounds, Nurse Pennyweather exited her office and set out to work her way back towards the classroom where she’d left Ian behind to try and teach math do a throng of horny, cock-struck young minxes.

Shaking her head as though she couldn’t quite believe just how great her day had been that far, Nurse Pennyweather enjoyed the solitude of the empty corridor, with the only sounds ringing through it being that of thick gobs of thick juices falling from her curvaceous frame to patter against the floor and that of her heels clicking against the same tiled surface, and decided to make a brief stop before continuing on with her quest to find Ian.

As the next break between classes was still a few minutes away, Nurse Pennyweather hardly found it surprising that the bathroom on that floor was completely deserted when she stepped through the doorway and moved up to one of the large, round mirrors that were mounted on the wall over the row of basins, though she made sure to check that all four of the toilets to her right were unoccupied, noting with some considerable amount of disappointment that all the doors were unlocked and no noise was coming from inside any of them.

At some point during the gangbang of which she’d been the sole female participant, Nurse Pennyweather had lost both her scandalous dress and her cap, the latter item most likely being glued onto a wall somewhere, which meant that as she now looked at her image in the mirror, she was completely naked save for her platform-heeled white boots and matching glossy fetish stockings, the latter fitting so tightly to her toned legs that they didn’t need any support to help stay in place, and the elbow-long white latex gloves with red crosses emblazoned onto the wrists, though they were now almost completely obscured by thick ropes of jizz, more of which was currently covering a substantial part of her voluptuous body and trickling out of her asshole as well as her pussy, while her creatively shaped patch of pubic hair was soaked through with a mixture of jizz and her own girlcum.

“My, my… I do look like a slut,” Nurse Pennyweather said approvingly of her own appearance, her lips being fixed into a confident smile as she kept her eyes peeled on her mirror image and reached down to playfully smack the palm of her right hand against her toned midriff, enjoying how that action brought thick dollops of balljuice to rain down from her to land around her feet.

Tracing both of her hands up over her sculpted midsection, Nurse Pennyweather first hissed and then licked her lips as she felt her fingers come sliding up over the sides of her huge boobs, her left hand soon taking a firmer grip of the tit that it was in contact with and the excited brunette produced a soft, needy gasp as she began to tug the breast upwards until she could finally tilt her forwards and lock her lips around one of her small, hard nipples, air being sucked into her nose and her eyes being clamped shut as her tongue deftly licked the balljuice from the erect bud.

“Yes,” Nurse Pennyweather said in agreement with her previous statement, “a cock-crazed, jizz-drenched little slut.”

Nurse Pennyweather realized that she was slightly behind schedule when the bell signalling the end of class rang just as she exited the toilets, though she doubted that Mr. White would currently be in a position where he was likely to run away, and she pulled her lips back into a lewd grin as the door just ahead of her and to her right was thrown open and a throng of young men and women came swarming out of it.

Recognizing the crowd as being one of the first-year classes, Nurse Pennyweather enjoyed how everyone was soon gawking her as the crowd of eighteen- and nineteen-year olds parted into two to let her pass through, the students lining the walls and watching her as she passed between them, an orchestra of gulps and low gasps coming from them as she eyed as many of them as possible with her scorching hot gaze.

“Mr. Grayson,” Nurse Pennyweather greeted the slim, tweed-clad gentleman that appeared in the doorway just as she walked past it.

“Hello, Nurse Pennyweather,” the forty-something man greeted her back with a thin smile, his hands being busy fixing his belt while his greyed brown hair was slightly rumpled.

Several more classes of students got the chance to admire Nurse Pennyweather’s jizz-drenched state before she finally arrived back at the classroom where she’d last seen Mr. White, a multitude of excited voices being heard from inside as she grabbed hold of the door handle and yanked it down, the most prominent of which was loud, booming growl that grew even louder as she opened the door.

The image which greeted Nurse Pennyweather upon her entering the classroom was that of Miss Taylor leaning against the wall right next to the blackboard, the statuesque head of supply being more or less naked and with a thick glazing of balljuice covering much of her toned, richly tanned body, and almost all of the girls remaining in their seats despite of the clock already having rung.

Miss Taylor and the students alike were all busy ogling Mr. White as he stood wide-legged in front of the teacher’s desk, his left hand hanging down by his waist and his right one wrapped around his throbbing monstercock, the tremendous size of which was every bit as noteworthy to Nurse Pennyweather now as when she’d first seen it, while a semi-naked vixen was on her knees in front of him, her face already hidden under a thick layer of jizz even as more of the creamy stuff was being shot onto her in big, high-powered bursts.