Andrew cums hard

Andrew gritted his teeth, trying to not make any noise or movement that would betray the immense pleasure he was feeling. He racked his brain for anything that could help. Wasn't imagining everyone naked supposed to help in difficult situations? He turned to his left. A beautiful young woman named Rachel sat next to him. His attention was pulled to her large breasts. He imagined the perfect orbs, how they would bounce slightly as she walked. He imagined the perky nipples that sat on them. Not helping!

Andrew faced forward again. This was bad, really bad. He thought of excusing himself to the bathroom, but class was nearly over. He looked at the clock. He just had to hold out another few minutes. A drop of sweat slowly slid down the side of his face. The pleasure wasn't going away. He was dangerously close to orgasm. There was no way he could make it.

Andrew sat back in his chair, closed his eyes, and clenched his fists. If he was going to cum, he had to hide it. He couldn't help but grunt softly as he felt shot after shot of cum shoot out of his cock. This was easily the most intense orgasm of his life. He felt himself convulsing slightly as each rope left his dick.