Chapter 9
by 
Yelawolf
Do you cum where she wants, tell her you want a different position, or shoot off into her face or onto her massive tits?
Not to piss her off, you pour your seed onto the teacher's desk
Violet's hand stroking you hard as your eyesight loses vision. The sole element of feeling your seed fleeing from your body. You open your eyes to see the teacher's paper cover in your spunk. The huge load surprised you as you do cum a fat load most of the time, but this was something else entirely.
You wonder if somehow her ability is playing somewhat into how much you came. You glance down at the enormous-chested Muslim girl. A filthy vicious little smirk on her face. She seems to be toying with you. And you seem to be liking it.
"Thank your mommy."
You came this far, literally. "Thank you, mommy."
Violet frolicking with your cock. Her voice further mocks you. "Come on you can do better for your mommy. Can't you." Her fingers intentionally drift down to your drain nut sack.
You suck it up, not wanting to lose a ball because of this sexy woman. "Thank you, mommy. For permitting to cum, I love you."
She laughs loudly standing up, a hand still fasten around your deflating cock. She gently taps your balls, giving your stomach a hard rumble. "Good boy. Hope to have some additional fun with you." Her word chills you to your core as she hands over her phone number to you. She then lifts up a few droplets of cum before licking her finger clean. "Mmm tasty." She walks out with her large ass swaying happily.
The way Violet Meyers brought out the kinky side in you, stir something deep within. Being **** to call her mommy, made you in a sick twisted way happy. She might have uncovered a kink you never knew you had. You thought the next time you met up, you'll have to get her to call you daddy.