Meanwhile, in Mr. Reamer's apartment.

‘Fuck my ass!’ Those nasty words said with such a posh accent suddenly rang through Mr. Reamer’s apartment, making the shop teacher’s next thrust particularly rough as it caught him by surprise.

Miss Johnson, who was sitting on her haunches before him, released a soft gag as the muscular shop teacher’s stomach suddenly bumped against her nose. But she did not move to chastise him, instead she looked up at the big man and gave him a hot, nasty look as his shaft throbbed against the walls of her tight throat.

‘Fuck this anal whore’s ass, motherfucker!’ Where the next words that came from the speaker’s of his television, and brought forth hot, sticky ropes of precum from Mr. Reamer’s cumslit.

‘Mmm...getting excited, Richard?’ Miss Johnson asked after she swallowed the warm, syrupy liquid.

‘Yes.’ The shop teacher answered matter-of-factly. ‘Then again, I could ask you the same thing.’ He growled, grabbing his fat cock now that it was no longer stuffed in Miss Johnson’s throat before he started to softly slap her in the face with his member.

Miss Johnson shuddered in pleasure over the treatment and cupped her swollen, darkened cunt lips to feel her juices blast over her slender fingers. She briefly shut her eyes as waves of pleasure washed over her, but when she opened them again she made sure to take a good, hard look at Mr. Reamer’s television set instead of the shop teacher himself.

On it the young stud with the sixteen inch pussy pleaser she had caught spying on her had temporarily moved his schlong away from the blonde’s ring piece and was instead resting it on one of Miss Taylor’s awe inspiring, toffee tanned asscheeks. The crown of his beast was only a few inches to the right of her blonde colleague’s anus which was still gaping after the young man had, quite roughly, pulled the large buttplug she had inserted from her rectum. It was clear that Gina’s bunghole would be stretched open far more by this monstercock…

‘Yesss…’ Miss Johnson finally answered the shop teacher, before she was silenced by him pushing his cockhead into her opened maw.

But even with another monstercock so close to her, the stacked brunette dared not look away as the blonde young man on screen, who had introduced himself as Nathan Big over the phone, adjusted his stance and aimed his mammoth fuckpiece at Gina’s gaping anus. This made one of her cheeks bulge outwards as Mr. Reamer started to pump his hips slowly, fortunately it appeared that the shop teacher was happy for now. Which meant that Miss Johnson could continue watching without feeling guilty.

‘That’s it!’ Came the voice of Gina, her voice having risen in pitch as she was clearly getting more and more excited. ‘Show everyone watching how you dominate the ass of a proper buttslut bitch like me with that beautiful fucking monstercock of yours, Nathan!’ She squealed while the screen showed how the ring of muscles of her anus stretched around the crown of the massive pole, yet managed to hug it simultaneously.

The table Gina was resting her bombshell body on became rapidly soaked with the blonde’s juices as a veiny monstercock was slowly being inserted into her anal tunnel, even Miss Johnson could see the clear liquid slowly running down the table legs. But the slow insertion was clearly done for the sponsors, anyone in this apartment building already knew that there was no way any woman from the school could resist a monstercock like Nathan’s for THAT for long. After a few more inches had disappeared into her bowels, the head-of-supply released her perfectly tanned ballooning buttocks to show that the girth of Nathan’s massive shaft could keep the heart-shaped halves of her ass separated without her help.

‘Since you seem to enjoy watching them so much,’ Mr. Reamer suddenly said. ‘Why don’t we join in on the fun?’ He asked, holding up a remote.

To show her agreement with the shop teacher’s idea, Miss Johnson suddenly turned her head towards him again and pushed her head forwards. She even made sure to grab Mr. Reamer’s firm buttocks to slide her head down his fat shaft even faster. So of course, Mr. Reamer couldn’t help but groan and fill the busty brunette’s stomach with a hot load of precum as every last inch of his member had suddenly disappeared down Miss Johnson’s throat.

‘Fuck!’ The shop teacher swore, as he pushed a button on his remote.

‘Don’t worry, we’re doing exactly that!’ A male voice replied, and it took Mr. Reamer a moment to realize that it had come from his television set.

‘You call that fucking, young man?’ Mr. Reamer growled in his “teacher voice” as he watched this Nathan fuck Gina Taylor’s ass in long, slow thrusts on the screen. ‘Why don’t we show you how it’s done!’

‘Miss Johnson, I’m afraid I require your assistance!’ Most of the conversation had gone over Miss Johnson’s head as she was far too focused on keeping every last inch of Richard’s dick crammed down her throat, but she paid attention when the shop teacher’s large, calloused hands suddenly grabbed onto the sides of her head.

It was obvious Mr. Reamer wasn’t going to give her a chance to respond as he suddenly yanked her head back. Miss Johnson would’ve feared whiplash if the current situation didn’t excite her so much, and giggled and squealed happily as she was, not for the first time tonight, thrown on Richard’s couch. There she lied with one foot resting on the floor, and the other hooked behind the back of the piece of furniture to show her damp, twitching cunny to both her colleague and anyone that was currently watching Mr. Reamer’s apartment through the webcams.

Mr. Reamer briefly paused to see how Nathan’s dick was currently crammed into the head-of-supply’s mouthwatering ass to the hilt, figured he was was watching, and nodded to himself before striding over towards the couch, his erection smacking against his belly in an intimidating fashion with every step he took. The brunette made sure to heft her huge, heavy tits in her dainty hands as they popped out of her jacket, and hungrily licked her lips as she watched the big man approach.

‘Time for your lesson!’ Mr. Reamer growled, though it was uncertain whether he was addressing Nathan or Miss Johnson as he shoved his hands underneath the brunette’s bubblebutt and hoisted her up far enough to **** his beefy dick into her quim.

Miss Johnson’s squeal echoed through the apartment as a flurry of girlcum squirted out of her stuffed quim, soaking Mr. Reamer’s powerful stomach while he ruthlessly sank every last inch of his fat, throbbing cock into her wet, spasming hole. But as much as the top heavy brunette’s wet, pink folds tried to cling onto the shop teacher’s shaft, he continued pushing forwards until his balls were resting against Miss Johnson’s big, shapely behind.

‘Hngh… Yes!’ Miss Johnson moaned as she released her tits to lovingly stroke Mr. Reamer’s broad chest. ‘Show those two what you can do, Richard!’ Miss Johnson cried out as she felt the entirety of the shop teacher’s prick throbbing against the folds of her sensitive pussy.

Richard had planned to do just that before the brunette had even said a word, but it was nice to get some encouragement. With a dark grunt, he first pulled his hips back, revealing his thick shaft as it dripped with girlcum, before he roughly pushed his powerful body forwards again. Miss Johnson cried out in pleasure as the shop teacher’s cock completely filled her again, while he simultaneously showed off his strength by shoving the couch she was lying on forwards several inches. Mr. Reamer was almost immediately pelted by the brunette’s orgasmic juices again, but he wasn’t about to give Miss Johnson the chance to come down from the waves of pleasure she was riding.

‘Fuck...you...beast…’ Were the only words Miss Johnson managed to vocalize as both she and the couch were being pushed around by Mr. Reamer’s rough thrusts, but she got the point across. Richard was fucking her like a wild beast, and she loved every second of it!

* * * *

Meanwhile, back in Gina Taylor’s apartment, Nathan was watching how the stacked brunette he had spied on after Miss Taylor had shown her around was being absolutely dominated by a giant bear of a man. Her huge tits were shaking back and forth as Mr. Reamer savagely pounded her cunt, so much were they shaking, in fact, that much of the previous loads of spunk that had been dumped on them seemed to have flown off.

Gina too was watching the scene that was unfolding live on her television set very intently. And although she had to admit, it was quite enjoyable to see Miss Johnson look up at Mr. Reamer with unfocused eyes while girlcum exploded from her slit nearly constantly but it still wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t enough to make her completely forget about the monstercock in her ass.

Ever since Nathan had started to pay attention to the couple on the screen, the throbbing of his massive erection had grown more and more violent. So much so, in fact, that Gina swore she could feel her buttocks jiggle by themselves! But what really made her excited where the young Dutchman’s balls, it felt as if the fleshy orbs had grown even larger and even hotter since his last orgasm. And, well, since they were currently resting against her aroused muff, it was something Gina was very aware off.

‘Nathan,’ Gina purred. ‘I know this is fun and all, but I think you enjoy the kind of lessons I’ll teach you WAY more than those of Mr. Reamer’s.’ The blonde head of supply purred to get the young man’s attention.

‘Especially because MY lessons involve you pounding every last inch of this monstercock into my tight, slutty ass over and over and over again!’ Gina growled when she was sure Nathan was listening, and she made sure to punctuate her sentence by tightening her ass around his thick shaft. ‘And you will not be excused until I’ve drained every last drop of spunk from your balls!’

Nathan responded by groaning, and Gina moaned as she felt a softball-sized plume of hot precum shoot fill her bowels.

‘Which, knowing you, will take considerable time!’ Gina giggled as she felt his balls throb violently against her pussy. ‘So come on, what do you say to showing these two what you can do?’

‘Be sure to be...thorough with your lessons, Miss Taylor.’ Nathan grunted in response as he slowly pulled his hips back.

Gina did not answer, she watched as the couch Miss Johnson lied on continued to move back and forth while making sure to glance at the picture in picture to see Nathan’s huge, veiny cock be extracted from her booty and she couldn’t help but wonder: “What on Earth will happen to this table when Nathan tries to show off?”.