What happened to Lisa and Albert after

Lisa once again pushed her schlong deep into Albert’s accommodating ass. Ever since that fateful day in detention, Lisa and Albert would fuck every day after school, like a normal couple. Yes, they had begun dating, as Lisa had given her cock virginity to the short boy, and now he had to take responsibility. He was the only person in the whole world that could take her 24-inch hose of a cock to her balls.

Again Lisa plunged deep into the small gangster, pushing him down on the desk. His butthole was too good, too divine. The way it encompassed her rod of destruction was warm and tight, like a hug. This hug pushed on her pleasure stick on all sides like a submarine in the ocean, water pressure analogous to the tightness of his fuckable ass. It was amazing.

The suction when pulling out was something out of fiction, superbly mind-numbing. Lisa had never fucked pussy before, but she was sure that the female meat holes couldn’t have ever compared to the magic of her boyfriend’s butt. Lisa ground her boobs into the boy’s face, moaning as he licked her hard nipples. She could feel his dick rub against her stomach, flaccid yet spurting out cum once again.

It was too stimulating. Lisa gave into her cock’s raging lust, making it grow harder, and pounded the boyfriend’s ass. Her basketball-sized balls slapped his ass cheeks making him yelp when he wasn’t sucking her titties. Clear pre-cum spilled out of his hole with every forward and backward motion, attributing to Lisa’s hyper genitals.

Then it hit her. The rush of orgasm. Her final push impaled her fat fuck rod deep into Albert, molding his ass to the shape of her cock. Then the flood of liquid baby batter sped from her gigantic balls out of her cum gun and into the poor boy. Just like yesterday and all the days before to the detention where they first met. Albert was filled with cum like an overfilled condom, cum making a white gooey waterfall out of his plugged up behind and onto Lisa’s balls and legs before plastering onto the floor.

“Holy moly, this never gets old,” old man Mr. Dunsworth, the vice-principal, said as he voyeuristically watched the two teens from outside the classroom, jerking his ween.