Brooke takes control of the lesson

Saucer eyed at what was going on in front of her, Brooke surveyed the mess in silent astonishment. Ian had shot and popped in gallons and had been able to fling the stuff anything between three and thirty feet. And of course as a result, Ian had not just unloaded his sweltering jizz on gorgeous faces, round asses, bouncing, pneumatic tits and other femininely delightful body parts but had succeeded in splattering the walls, a bookcase, the floor, the catwalk, a clock, the ceiling, two of the strip lights and the curtain itself which led into the room, which was now damp to Brooke’s touch.

‘This is quite unorthodox,’ Brooke said finally, with a naughty smile, the corset-clad slut stealing through the curtain and into the room.

‘Just rewarding good work, Miss Ryder,’ Ian managed finally with a gasp.

‘So I see.’

‘You have some real sluts in this class,’ Ian continued, ‘some of the finest in the school.’

‘Now Mr White, don’t give away too many complements, or our students won’t be as inclined to work as hard to receive their rewards.’

‘Oh, we will, Miss,’ said Jody, immediately making goo-goo eyes at Ian, before getting down on her knee next to where he was ass-fucking Jody and reaching up to cradle his dangling balls, jangling abut crazily as he expanded the fitness slut’s rectum into hitherto unheard-of proportions.

At this point Jody clasped hold of Ian’s balls and twisted his whole scrotum upwards, flipping his testes so that the leathery sack swung over the top of her teacher’s castiron fuckrod and balanced the two meaty orbs on top of his dick. Then she started to lick at them.

‘Mr White,’ said Brooke, ‘I was wondering whether we could hurry this up. There’s less than half of the lesson left and I’ve still got about twenty little sluts in the other room arranging themselves into various filthy costumes for you.’

Assfucking Andrea hard, both hands grasping her curvy, tanned buttocks as he slammed his pulsating meatstick into her rectum, Ian had no real reply other than, ‘I’m going as fast as I can.’

‘Have you at least marked these girls’ efforts?’ asked Brooke, laying one hand on her hip and swivelling her torso, looking around the room for the clipboard around the scattered cumpuddles and piles of torn and discarded clothes.

As Ian plunged his dick deep into Andrea’s rectum, sliding his thick pole into the accepting spchinter like a hot knife through butter, the slick passage now lubricated by Jody’s saliva easily accepting the massive length, Brooke leaned over and extended her tongue to the moaning schoolgirl. Tongues both poking far out of their mouths and twining over each other, they kissed each other sloppily as the supply teacher-turned-cocksmith hammered his busty pupil from behind, hot meat searing into the tight passage.

Standing properly again, Brooke noticed the clipboard on the floor, ‘Aha!’ she said. Retrieving it, she looked at the piece of paper attached to it.

‘Hmm…’ Brooke mused, ‘splattered with cum, but still just legible.

By now Andrea was screaming obscenities. Ian retracted his dick from her ass fully, plunged it into Jody’s ever-ready open mouth, the sunglasses-wearing slut only too happy to pause from sucking her teacher’s balls in order to admit his bulbous member into her mouth. Ian briefly facefucked her, the sound of slick suction and slurping resounding around the room, and then withdrew his dick.

Acting quickly, Ian grasped both of his spit-slick balls and inserted them in the Andrea’s gaping ringpiece, the sportslut screaming even louder as the walls of her anal passage were vastly expanded, her tight cinnamon ring clamping the heavy testes.

‘Why don’t I call the next few girls to speed things up?’ Brooke suggested. Catching sight of what Ian was currently doing, she gave a very foxy smile, ‘oh, Mr White, balls in her asshole, that’s a very nice touch. And it leaves the rest of your huge log free for everyone to play with…’

No sooner than Brooke had finished her sentence than Lexxxi and Jody were once again duelling over Ian’s dick with their mouths, a thick rope of precum pouring down between Andrea's shoulderblades.

‘Puma!’ Brooke called, 'and Angel!'