Girls Night Out: Leah cleans his cock with her mouth.

Her heart skipped a beat as Leah considered her options for a second. Then she looked back up into his blue eyes and smirked.
"As I said: Anything for your cock." the teacher cooed squeezing her studs cock once more, before slowly pushing him back, so she could drop back on all fours.
Delicately, her hand slid down the shaft, cupping his impressively virile balls, and slowly kneading them as Leah allocated herself back before his thick slowly shrinking dick.
She had to brace herself for a second, before she leaned in and drew her tongue slowly along his cock.

It was... weird.

She could taste herself on it... but there was something more, something dirty, something musky. It was something a woman shouldn't enjoy and still, she went forward for seconds.

His soft satisfied groans went straight down to her pussy, making the wet little cunt twitch with a whore's pride and she even looked up at him as he went to grab her by the hair.
The young face was glossed over with lust, blushing as his eyes met hers and quickly she went further...
"Now that's a good Milf!" He groaned as she draped his glistening length over her face and wet for his balls, for an audible, wet, suckling kiss, that was rewarded with another sharp spank.
Quickly, Leah was getting back into it, feeling the slow pulsing of the slab on her face as it grew again. Of course she could've answered his gasped praises, but instead, she did what a proper slut was supposed to.
Her mouth unmasked his whole flavor as her lips wrapped around his twitching shaft.
She felt like a "Dirty whore." She was sucking like a "needy slut" and she couldn't even listen to the next degrading nickname he gave her as his fist grabbed her hair more tightly, so she couldn't pull back as he thrust forward.

Leah's eyes grew wide as he began to thrust further. Soon she gagged on his cock, drooling frothing spunk from the corners of her mouth, over her jiggling breasts, panting like a bitch in heat as he pulled back with an apologetic smile. "Too rough?" The nasty little frat boy asked wiping a tear from the cheek of his whore, before Leah chose actions over words again.

She herself pushed the cock back down her throat, grasping at his ass with her free hand while the other was busy between her own spread legs. Inch by inch she devoured his dick until she could push her nose flat against his pelvis... and let him retake the reigns. The rest of it was a blur. Her hands became quicker, and the orgasm he hadn't been capable of grew closer... and closer...
Her throat was used just as roughly as her butt before and soon, she felt his hand on the back of her head pushing her down, despite her wet gagging sounds and the **** gargling that moved so tightly around his shaft. She eased one hand down to her wetness even as she struggled to breath. It was all so exotic. So intense.
Panic was wailing up in her stomach as she noticed the lack of air and her nails began to dig into his buttocks. He was **** her directly on his cock! She wanted to look up at him, pleading for air... but then her eyes crossed and her mind went blank.
Her whole body tensed since her pussy decided that this was the perfect moment for an orgasm that had maybe never been as as intense as rarely before.
Leah was trembling as sparks flew through her body and her blank mind. She even lost sight for a second... But the next thing she knew was that she was lying in his back with ruined mascara running down her cheeks, and still coughing from the rough treatment of her throat.

Under all possible things that could have happened, Leah had not expected this.