Mr. Keith cums in Katy-Grace

At this point Mr. Keith didn’t care if Katy-Grace was on BC or not. He was balls deep inside a tight young 18 year old, whose clean shaven pussy was the youngest he had been in since he was in high school some 25 years ago. He was already in Katy-Grace and she had just orgasmed on his cock made the temptation too much to not keep thrusting.

And so he did. He pulled her legs closer to him and thrust. Her breasts swung back and forth as he thrust harder and harder. He reached out one hand awkwardly to feel her soft melons. They were perfect. Large and round, but still perky thanks to her youth. As he squeezed them he felt invigorated. He palmed her left breast and the other was flung wildly as he gyrated his hips.

Mr. Keith felt a sudden rush of pleasure in his balls that went all through his cock.

“GRrrrrrGHHHHhhhhhhh!” He grunted as he lurched forward, his cock shooting inside of Katy-Grace. She felt his juices shoot out with a warm rush, filling up her youthful pussy. Mr. Keith gave a final short thrust, mostly a bodily shake more than a thrust out of exultant pleasure.

He breathed out a sigh and held his head back embracing the moment before slowly pulling out of Katy-Grace, savoring every sensation. As he pulled out a string of goo followed him, his cock covered in a variety of juices from Katy-Grace and himself.

He looked down with pride. Though a quick realization of what might could happen flickered across his mind. He could most certainly get fired if she ever got pregnant. He shook that thought off to the back of his mind.

“Katy-Grace,” he said as he pulled up his pants and redid his belt “Make sure you go to the nurse and ask about Birth Control—I think she has something you could use.”

Miss Long looked incredulously at Mr. Keith and Katy-Grace.

“Ah son of bitch.” Mr. Keith cursed as he saw his own fluids dripping out of Katy-Grace onto his desk. He had not cum like that in a long while. In fact, he couldn’t remember the list time he had sex that delightful.

“Get cleaned up Katy-Grace.”

“Yes sir.” She said sheepishly, departing from his desk. She felt the warm liquid dripping on her thigh and running down her leg and made a face. She pawed at the Kleenex dispenser on his side table to tidy herself up.

Mr. Keith's intercom came on.

"Principal Keith?" The secretary's voice range out.

"I said NO disturbances." Mr. Keith said angrily "I'm in a...meeting Mrs. Fowler."

"I know Mr. Keith," Mrs. Fowler said, her voice quivering slightly from the reprove "but its the Superintendent."

"Son of a Bitch!" He said to himself more than to the intercom. "Well stall him for a few minutes, and tell him I will be right there."

Mr. Keith flipped the switch off quickly.

"I wish that bastard had AGS. Damnit."

Miss Long was already putting her bra on. She knew that the "supe" had to be seen.

"Get dressed. I have to go." Mr. Keith said "Katy-Grace--you stay just outside my door."

"Yes sir!" she said as she retrieved her bra from across the room.

Miss Long tidied up quickly then headed off.