Mr. Penislave gets the dick

You rise to your feet and grab a pink condom from the bowl to pair with his blue. You glide it down your throbbing cock. “See Mr. Penis-****, you’re safe. Even a nice ass-fucking won’t infect you.” You slap your wrapped and raging cock, it makes a meaty thwap.

“Now turn around!” You coat a couple fingers in lube and push one into his tight grasping hole. He gasps! You slide an index and middle finger into his mouth like a fishing hook and pull back against his cheek, it looks like you’ve caught a lively one. You wriggle your finger inside him coating him with the slippery lube before pulling out and pushing two fingers into the semi-primed hole. You work them carefully back and forth. “You’re going to love having me inside you… and so will Alex.”

He tries to say something, but between your fingers in his ass and his mouth all that comes out are inarticulate sounds that sound vaguely inquisitive. If he has breath to waste on such things he has breath to moan. You pull your fingers out of his ass and plunge in dick first. Ohhh yes! You moan as your dick enjoys his hot and clingy insides. You move both of your hands to his hips to help with leverage as you fuck him good and hard. You keep humping as his legs go to jelly, then you go faster as his breathing turns to ragged gasps. Finally you bottom out and violently spurt your infectious cum into the thin condom, the only thing standing between Mr. Penislave and life as a sissy.

You pull out very carefully as you admire the thin sheen of sweat decorating his back. The full condom slides out of him slowly and you quickly knot it off to stop your cum getting everywhere. Mr. Penislave is gasping, groaning, and moaning face down in his chair as his body tries to come to grips with the feelings you’ve just filled it with. You reach around to grab his dick and jerk him to a happy ending, his poor cock barely manages to fire a drop. The lonely pearl rolls onto your hand and you lap it up. You give him a minute and he turns around. “Alright, here’s my personal number in case you need to get in contact.” You scribble it onto a piece of paper and hand it to him with a wink “I trust I will have your full support with Alex’s lessons.” You don’t wait for a response before yanking his pants up, giving him a parting kiss on the cheek, and pushing the reeling man towards the door. You do have other parents to see tonight after all. You refasten your skirt and walk to the door.

“Mr. Smith, I’m ready for you!”