Ernest nails her

Mackenzie flattened herself against the cold floor of the classroom. Ernest salivated at the sight of her, appreciative once again of his unending virility. But he kept his cool, and he stayed in charge.

"Tell me me what you want from me."

"Please, Ernest, please fuck me."

"How do you want me to fuck you, Mackenzie?"

"I don't care, I just need you inside me. I'm so goddamn horny!"

"And if I fuck you, what are you going to do for me?"

"Jesus, I'll do anything! Just please, Goooood, please just shut up and fuck me already!"

"Did you tell me to shut up, Mackenzie? I don't think I like that." I blasted her with another wave of irresistible sexual need.

"Oh God oh God oh God, no! I just... PLEASE!" The redhead flipped over and started crawling toward Ernest on her hands and knees. She looked up at him with anguish in her eyes and pawed at his legs with her strong fingers.

"I'm going to remember that you promised to do anything if I fucked you, Mackenzie. Now, I thought I told you to lie down."

"Okay okay okay!" she gleefully shouted, spreading her legs and begging him with her eyes.

Ernest lowered himself onto her and slipped his enhanced cock into her sopping wet pussy. He had hardly entered a few inches when she trembled and shook and moaned through her first orgasm. Of course, he had wished earlier that "girls became more sensitive to my touch for every time I made them come" - so even though Mackenzie's sexual urgency receded a little, her pleasure from his cock only increased.

He continued to penetrate her, relishing the warm fluids and soft flesh that encapsulated his throbbing penis. As Ernest slowly thrust in and out, he smiled to watch Mackenzie tremble with delight, rising to climax after only another thirty seconds or so. This time, she moaned low and loud, and she reached behind his bare back to pull him closer to her after she came.

"More! More!" she called breathlessly, and he was happy to oblige.

Ernest increased his pace, enjoying the sensation tremendously, and as his full length pushed in and out, he nearly became hypnotized by Mackenzie's magnificent swaying boobs.

Finally Ernest came, long and hard deep inside her. The sensation of his semen flooding her folds pushed Mackenzie over the edge, and she practically screamed as she experienced her most powerful orgasm so far.

Ernest knew he could go on, and he knew that Mackenzie would only want him more and more. But as he remembered his out-of-control fuckfest with Kris Crowley, Ernest **** himself to show some restraint. Just one more, he thought to himself as he started to rocket against her sloshing pussy, completely lubricated by his own cum.

Ernest nibbled on Mackenzie's glorious nipples and ran his hands up and down her sides. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head as he pounded her forcefully with his rock-hard member. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled out, causing Mackenzie to whimper and cry. "What.... Why did you stop?"

"Turn over," he said, and she hastily obliged. Her ass in his face, her pussy dripping onto the concrete floor, her tits swaying in the breeze, Mackenzie was the spitting image of fuckable.

Ernest entered her from behind, rapidly matching his earlier pace. He enjoyed the sound of his pelvis smashing against the actress's ass, and he grabbed a handful of booty as he neared climax.

"Oh God oh God oh God," she was saying over and over again. Ernest knew she was close, and with a massive burst of "touch power," he made her feel every sensation like an electric bolt. He exploded into her, and Mackenzie howled with pleasure as she came and came and came.

Ernest gradually lowered her sexual need, and since his touch was almost irresistible to her, he convinced himself to pull out and give her space to recover. She lay on the cold floor, panting, her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

For several minutes, Ernest slowly drained her of her horniness, and when she finally opened her eyes, she seemed blissfully content.

"Holy fuck," she said. "I've never felt anything like that before. You were amazing."

"You were pretty good yourself," Ernest said. "And by the way, I thought you were great during the rehearsal!"

"Oh, really?" she said, slipping into a semi-normal conversation as she sat naked on a classroom floor. "Thank you!"

"Yeah, I can't wait for opening night," he said, and he wondered if he might actually attend.

"Thanks, Ernest, you're really sweet." They both paused, returning to the realities of being a teenager. "So... I guess we better get dressed."

Ernest agreed, and the two of them somewhat awkwardly dabbed their privates with tissues and put their clothes back on.

"So," Mackenzie said, "I guess I'll see you around."

"Yeah, I think you will." As the redhead started to leave the classroom, Ernest continued, "And we'll talk later about how you said you'd do anything if I fucked you."

Mackenzie turned and stared at him for a moment. Then her face split into a grin, and she laughed. "Ha, well, I guess we'll just see about that."

And with a flash of her white dress, she was gone.