No she is not

The ?mmmm? sound that Miss Hart produced from the back of her throat as she massaged the humongous, peach-sized head of Ian?s fat prick between her lips with a spirited sucking and much laving of her pink tongue was the expression of a dedicated connoisseur of cockflesh. It was as though she had just tasted a wholly new culinary concoction of such surprising ambrosial sweetness that her palate was transported onto some transcendent plane of appreciation. Ian actually saw her eyes close and observed her eyeballs roll to the top of their sockets underneath, a sure sign that Laura was in heaven at her sucking of his cock. The fact that his huge crown had disproportionately swelled due his recent exertions complemented the picture further, meaning that Miss Hart?s lower jaw was hanging low, crammed with his thick cockflesh, her plump, lustrous lips, clad with metallic red lipstick spread in a thin, expanded ring around the huge girth of the dick.

Falling to the task, Laura got on her haunches in front of Ian. The blonde PE teacher?s boobs were so massive that Ian could feel her hard nipples pressing against his balls. Miss Hart then let the heavy shaft plop out of her mouth, and Ian?s fat, engorged length immediately dropped into the gap between her chin and the cleavage, the tip of the oozing member prodding against Laura?s lower chin and the underside of the shaft nestled atop the indented valley between the t-shirt covered cleavage of the busty slut?s enormous breasts. Ian could only see the letter ?S? and ?T? on the tight garment, his massive vein ripped shaft lain atop and obscuring the middle two, disgorging creamy white globules of cum-bolstered precum onto the shirt.

Ian tore his eyes away momentarily to survey the rest of the semi-circle of young sluts just behind Miss Hart. There were a variety of expressions and attitudes. Gemma looked as if a balloon of white goo had exploded about a foot above her, the tips of her shoulders, slopes of her tits and the protrusions of her collarbones looking as though they had been decorously dusted with the icing of a Christmas cake. Her eyes were blinking open and shut against the backdrop of her totally creamed face. In addition, her funky haircut had acquired further enhancement during the process, and extremely prominent in the layering of purple and green tresses were the white plasterings of ropy cum. Apart from this, Gemma was motionless, almost as if in shock.

?Looks like you got a pearl necklace,? Felicity said to her, ?a pair of earrings and a tiara as well!?

At that, Gemma finally broke into a laugh.

Hannah and Magdalena, meanwhile, had turned from their side-on profile to both look forwards, and a heavy rope of cum was currently stretching across their chin, hanging low and attaching the sisters? faces together.

Emily, Eve, Pilar and Brianna, for their part, were leaned across each other and were swapping an extremely passionate and complicated four-way cum-swapping kiss, their tongues interlocking and overlapping as sticky ropes of the gooey jizz dropped from their greedy mouths.

At this, Miss Hart looked over her shoulder and evidently liked what she saw. She turned back to Ian and said ?they?ll go on swapping that cum for the rest of the lesson unless I tell them otherwise.?

?You taught them well,? said Ian.

?How about we teach the rest of the class together? You and I could go back into the gym and demonstrate a high-intensity anal if you like. Or possibly a titfuck if you?d prefer? Either way, say you?ll facial me in front of the class??