Nope! Time for a tounge lashing

"Y-yes I do Mrs. Cortez. I'll s-stay in line. Please, just don't make out with me while you make me fondle your breasts." You say as you look at her lips. She is wearing black lipstick and it makes her thick lips even more tantalizing as they curve into a wicked grin.

"I'm afraid you still need to learn where you belong in our school Mr. Doe."

Mrs. Cortez sit on your lap, her chest right up to yours. With one hand, she grabs yours and places it on one of her breasts. You can feel how soft it is through her bra and its sensational.

"Now start fondling, before it gets worse for you." She says in a stern tone. Now that you were close to her face, you can see that she is quite beautiful, the stern look she gives you makes it more arousing. As you begin to play with her large tits, she closes the distance between your lips, pressing hers against yours.

You close your eyes and kiss back, almost lost in the moment. Her thick, dark lips feel so addictive to you as you both continue. The soft, but hefty breasts in your hands feel like putty. This erotic bliss feels like heaven as your shaft fully hardens to the sensations. Mrs. Cortez then breaks the kiss, leaving your lips coated with her lipstick.

"So Mr. Doe, *pant* I hope this lesson is imprinted in your mind, because you will receive a much worse punishment next time. Understand?"

Your breath deeply after that kiss, as it was wonderful. It certainly imprinted on your lips and you don't mind it at all.

"Y-yes Mrs. Cortez." You reply, still feeling how plump her lips were.

"Good. Now, you are excused." She declares and points to the door.

You make your way out of the front office and back into the hallways. Taking a tissue from the front desk in the process to wipe your mouth before some one makes fun of you for wearing lipstick. You didn't pay attention to how long you were with Mrs. Cortez, so you check your watch for the time.