An excellent wood shop

Ian felt his legs and feet receive another thick spray from Miss Taylor’s squirting pussy as he let his fingers begin to probe into her soaking slit, while his other hand roughly groped at her massive tit’s the ginormous mammary more than a handful as he mashed his fingers into her supple flesh.

“That’s kind of sweet isn’t it?” Miss Taylor moaned as Ian began kissing along her neck.

“Hmm?” Was his only response as he looked to what she was referring.

Miss Taylor was watching Mrs. Grayson as Fuller’s once frantic rutting of the domineering brunette had settled into a slower rhythmic sawing of his sizable cock into her cum dripping slit. The teacher and student turned lovers enraptured with one another as Mrs. Grayson’s long athletic legs had locked themselves around Mr. Fuller’s waist not allowing him to leave her gushing depths even if he wanted to.

Miss Taylor reaching over her shoulder grabbed at the back of Ian’s head threading her long fingers through his hair roughly pulling him into deep lip lock her aggressive tongue forcing its way into his mouth, as she let out a deep growling moan her glazed eyes meeting his.

Feeling her next orgasm begin to sweep over her like a tidal wave Miss Taylor felt her legs tremble again as she broke her kiss with a gasp as she moaned her way through another long climax that Ian made all the longer as he began aggressively toying with her throbbing clit with the course tips of his fingers.

“Unnn god, Ian … your hands are wonderful … but the break is almost over … “

Ian took Miss Taylor’s meaning immediately as he turned her around facing him, the gasping slut’s massive boobs swaying as she was manhandled, her thick lips turning into a lewd sneer as Ian pressed her against the door she had entered the thick wood creaking. His hands roughly grabbing Miss Taylor’s pvc coated athletic thighs Ian hoisted her left leg around his waist as the now savagely throbbing fist-sized head of his monster cock pressed into her dripping folds.

Ian had planned to look Miss Taylor in the eye as he impaled her with his fourteen inches of fuckmeat but her attention was squarely focused watching the turgid length waiting to enter her depths with an almost wide eyed lust as thin lines of drool dripped from the corners of her mouth to drip on her heaving tits.

“Fuck me Mr. White … I want you to nail me to the fucking wall!”

Ian answered Miss Taylor’s request, as every muscle in his lower body erupted against his skin as he thundered his hips forward spearing every throbbing inch of his mammoth cock through the soaking wet folds of Miss Taylor’s hot slit.

“Unnnn fuck Iaaaaaaaaaan!” Miss Taylor howled

Miss Taylor transformed Ian’s name into a blissful cry of lust, her eyes bolted open as her drenched fuck hole was penetrated in the blink of an eye by over a foot of massive rock hard cockmeat, the bulbous meaty head of Ian’s cock penetrating her womb as her silky walls were stretched like never before.

The massive impact of Ian into the slutty head of supply left the window of the door he had braced Miss Taylor against rattling as he remained hilted inside the groaning slut giving her a few breaths to adjust to the superhuman cock that was now buried to the base in her pulsing gash.

Grabbing at Miss Taylor’s other long toned leg Ian hoisted the trembling limb around his waist her hard plastic heels clicking as they crossed behind his ass, holding his hands at he base of her meaty thighs Ian took handfuls of Miss Taylor’s magnificent buttocks as he held the drooling slut around his steely cock.

Hoisting her upwards Ian withdrew slowly from Miss Taylor’s tight quim until roughly half of his throbbing member had been extracted, Miss Taylor groaning as she felt the void left by Ian’s giant cock, her velvety walls pulsing and gripping at his shaft in protest.

Ian enjoyed hearing the once stern Miss Taylor groan for his cock like a whore, eager to send her howling again he relaxed the muscles in his arms letting her fall as he powered his hips into hers their two bodies colliding with a loud smack as Ian felt Miss Taylor’s cunt go haywire as a torrent of girlcum sprayed out of her spasming pussy.

Miss Taylor almost made Ian go deaf as she let out a throaty howl as Ian’s mighty cock set off an immense orgasm that set the world spinning around her, digging her long nails into Ian’s back as her thundering climax seemed to not only keep going but increase in its intensity as Ian repeated his violent pounding of her stretched pussy walls.

Miss Taylor’s gushing cunt offered Ian no resistance as her titanic orgasm turned her into a drooling mess in his hands allowing him to accelerate the pace of his thrusting into her hot depths, extracting his steely length only to sending it rampaging back into her shaking body.

With every impact of their hips Miss Taylor’s ginormous mounds of titflesh jostled and jiggled, Ian groaning as his hips picked up more and more speed his hips jack hammering into Miss Taylor with such **** the taut muscles of her midsection noticeably rippled.

Ian felt every nerve in his body scream for release the dripping walls of Miss Taylor’s cunt coaxing his massive churning balls for their next enormous payload of searing hot cream, Ian had to clench his teeth so tight it made his jaw ache as he focused every once of mental energy he could muster in prolonging his release.

Miss Taylor was now on the verge of blacking out, her once throaty echoing screams now long groaning gasps for air as she lost count of how many orgasms were ramping through her glistening sweaty body, the orgasmic storm unleashed inside her body only peaking as she felt him hilt his length in her womb, the obscenely bloated sack of his balls pulsing as they rested against her anus.

Almost as if a reflex Miss Taylor brought her once weakly trembling legs back to life as the supremely muscled limbs flexed around Ian almost crushing his pelvis, the room echoed with his lionous roar as his superhuman sized blast of cum was surging through his cock deep into the depths of his moaning superior.

Miss Taylor felt her packed cunt walls balloon slightly her eyes rolling back into her head as she felt her body expand as both her and Ian brought every abused muscle to bare trying to push as much of his wildly cum gushing length as far as possible into her pulsing fuck hole. Miss Taylor’s enormous tits crushed against Ian’s chest with such **** he almost couldn’t breath leaving him gasping with the same desperation as the cock stuffed slut skewered on his erupting dick.

Ian’s knuckles turned white as his fingers buried themselves in the supple flesh of Miss Taylor’s ass, his churning balls cannonading load after heavy load into her filling depths, his cum surging from his cock in one long continuous blast rather than spurts as he hosed the womb of Miss Taylor with his creamy ball juice.

Both Ian and Miss Taylor felt all time stop as they mashed themselves together with as much strength as their exhausted bodies could muster, the massive torrent of jizz flooding her cunt going on for what seemed like minutes, so extensive Miss Taylor began to feel it squirt out of her packed pussy and drip down her curved ass.

Ian now less pressed for air leaned in and took Miss Taylor in a kiss the gasping vixen able to do no more than clumsily spar her tongue with Ian’s as she struggled to remain conscious as she felt cum pulse out around Ian’s entrenched cock and fill into small gaps of her pvc cat suit.

Ian slunk down to his knees dragging Miss Taylor with him as his legs could hold him up no longer keeping the enraptured slut thoroughly plugged with his still cum firing cock as the now creaking door she was placed against rattled with ****.

Miss Taylor slowly removed on of her hands from Ian’s broad shoulder, placing it against her stomach she gasped in shock as she felt the degree to which Ian had bloated her once flat athletic stomach, “Holy shit … Ian … you pitched a fucking tent in me…” Miss Taylor moaned as she prodded to swell in her stomach.

Ian could only **** his lips into a weak smile as he looked at Miss Taylor’s catsuit stretch around her body, sliding her down prone on the floor Ian began slowly withdrawing his length from Miss Taylor’s cum slick canal, his sensitive length twitching as the large crown of his still turgid member grazed the soft folds of her vaginal walls.

With a wet plop Ian gently dislodged his cock from Miss Taylor’s slit as a waterfall of cum followed after it the thick fluid forming a pool around her pvc coated ass, however the bulge Ian had made in Miss Taylor’s stomach hadn’t been reduced in any noticeable way.

Ian moved up her body placing his palm at her stomach when he heard a throaty feminine voice say, “Wait.”

Ian knew the voice, turning his head to Miss Campbell Ian watched as the dumbstruck blonde was furiously plunging her fingers into her moist quim as she had been audience to Ian’s frantic taking of Miss Taylor.

“Do you mind Gina?” Miss Campbell’s sweet voice drenched in her puppy dog like charms.

All Miss Taylor could muster was a exhausted moan and a weak smile as she held her legs open for the blonde vixen as she began crawling towards her cum seeping gash with hungry eyes, Ian watched her massive tits sway under her as she crawled between Miss Taylor’s hips.

Slowly Miss Campbell lowered her head and gaping mouth to Miss Taylor’s overflowing quim Ian’s eyes gawking at the display of amazing debauchery, Miss Campbell once she had placed her drooling maw at Miss Taylor’s folds turned her full eyes to Ian providing him with a sultry wink.

Ian got the message clearer than a bell as he pressed down on the cum bulge he had left in Miss Taylor, the well fucked head of supply howling and throwing her head back as she was once more ravaged by rapid fire orgasms and Ian’s super sized cum blast erupted from her cunt blasting into the waiting gullet of Miss Campbell.

Watching Miss Campbell suck his cum from the wet slit of Miss Taylor Ian shifted his weight to the door he fucked Miss Taylor against, his head coming to rest against the hard wood with a soft thud.

Ian almost felt himself doze off only to shaken back to reality by a loud spine chilling crack as the window pane that was mounted in the door feel into the hallway shattering into a million pieces, Ian however was the only one panicked, as Miss Campbell had kept her head firmly buried between to gushing thighs of Miss Taylor.

“Don’t worry Mr. White…” Ian recognized it as Mrs. Grayson turning to look at her, she had Mr. Fuller captured between her impossibly long legs as he was using her ginormous tit’s as a pillow seemingly passed out.

“The school has an excellent wood shop, as you can imagine furniture does tend to break here from time to time.” Mrs. Grayson continued as she toyed with Mr. Fuller’s locks of blonde hair turning her head to look at Ian with a broad smile.

“So does this mean he doesn’t have detention?” Ian chuckled to himself.

Mrs. Grayson smiled evaporated instantly, Ian was almost positive he heard a soft giggle from Miss Taylor and Miss Campbell.

“Mr. White, no one can fuck their way out of detention at this school.” Mrs. Grayson stated with an icy frankness.