In her classroom

Ian found himself outside Miss Campbell?s classroom. He knew this because pasted on the door was her name in bold black capitals, along with the room number, B9. Next to these two piece of information was a photograph of Miss Campbell herself.

It featured the gorgeous blonde English teacher, on her knees, her huge boobs bursting out of a red latex bra and kneeling down on a pair of black, shiny, thigh-length boots. On either side of the photograph, two huge dicks protruded in. Miss Campbell had her hands stertched out and was holding each cock at its base. The smile on her face was winning, her lips parted and her white teeth showing, her eyes shining. Her pose, in short, was one of unadulterated sluttishness.

Ian pushed the door open and went inside. Miss Campbell was seated at the teacher?s desk at the far end of the room, writing with a pen clasped in her hand. She was still wearing the white, latex, fingerless goves that went past her elbows.

As Ian entered, she looked up at him and smiled.

?Welcome to my classroom, Mr. White.?

?Thanks,? said Ian, as he approached her front desk.

'I've just been finihsing marking some of these stories. Some of our students have really impressive imaginations...'

Miss Campbell stood up and moved out from behind the desk. Ian saw that she was still wearing the transparent micro-skirt and the shiny black boots that went just past her knees, the rest of her slender, silky bronzed thighs totally bare. The tight white blouse had been replaced by a shiny red corset with semi-circular cutaway sections for her boobs to protrude out of. They did, the two firm but jiggly orbs bouncing as she walked towards Ian. The blonde's massive boobs made her look theateningly top-heavy, almost as if they were enough to make her slender body keel over. But her poise was astounding. Gravity could not touch those massive tits.

?There are ten minutes before the next lesson,? said Miss Campbell, licking her lips, ?we need to make full use of it. Do you know where you?ll be teaching next??

?No,? said Ian, ?I?ve told Mrs. Grayson I?d be here. Miss Taylor might be along to collect me, I suppose.?

?How did you find Mrs. Grayson? Interesting woman isn't she?? said Miss Campbell, smiling even wider.

?She was fine after I gave her a facial she won?t forget in a hurry,? Ian said. 'She was practically blinded, actually.'

?Ooooh...? said Miss Campbell approvingly, ?is that right? I wish I?d have seen that...?

?There are some pictures somewhere,? Ian said, smiling despite himself. 'She mentioned something about them appearing in a school newsletter?'

?I?ll have to have a look at that. I hope you left some cum for little old me...? replied Miss Campbell as she sank to her knees in front of the well-hung substitute teacher, unclasping his belt and tugging down his trousers.

Ian was so hard, and he found the blonde angel in front of him so sexy, that his thick cock sprang up following its release form the tight confines of his trouser leg and whipped in front of Miss Campbell?s face, providing her with a light but definite slap on the lips. She giggled appreciatively before driving her mouth down and impaling herself on the engorged monstercock, devouring it deliciously, with rampant abandon so fierce it was almost as if her life depended on it. Ian watched as the spectacular blonde eased his thick tool down her hungry gullet and then surged down further still, scooping every single inch of the hot tumescent meat into her slavering maw. When she came to draw her head back up, the frothy gurgling sound came deeply from the back of her throat.

Pulling away, connected to his slobber-covered cockend with a multitude of thick ropes of saliva, Miss Campbell cocked an eyelash and asked Ian: ?You?re not going to cum so soon again, are you??

?Not yet,? said Ian, as the blonde planted the flat of her latex-clad palms firmly against his groin as she once again engulfed his fat cockend in her velvety mouth, swirling her tongue around the thick member, this time going well past the back of her throat and completelely surpassing her gag-reflex.

?I can deepthroat sixteen inches,? said Miss Campbell the next time her head came up, ?which is the third best in the school. Although there are some students that are beginning to run me close...?

At this, the sexy blonde once again choked herself on the iron-hard meatstaff until her plump, perfect lips locked at the base of Ian?s turgid cock. After this, she pulled back once again.

?There are five minutes before class begins. Do whatever you want to me, but please make me nice and messy for my new class...?