Next class, PE

“Hello? Right, one second... Laura, it's for you. Miss Taylor,” One of the two blonde, scantily clad young women standing on the sidelines of the rugby field that laid behind the school buildings said to the other, and handed her the cellphone.

“Hi Gina,” Laura Hart smiled while giving Miss Taylor an informal greeting, and the smile persisted as their conversation continued, “No, I don't have my phone on me, I left it back in the office.”

“With this outfit, there's really only two places where I could put it,” Listening to Laura, Roni Lafitte, who like Miss Hart was one of the school's PE teachers, kept observing her face and the further evolution of her smile. It might have been considered naughty, if not for the fact that Laura didn't really do naughty, or mischievous. To Roni, both those words suggested a girlish quality that the statuesque, supremely confident and unequivocally feminine blonde never bothered with. She did become playful in her appearance at times, widening the smile that she'd form those full, ripe cocksucker lips of hers into and gaining a certain gleam in her eyes, but it was with an aggressive undercurrent of something incredibly nasty and lustful, while her teasing always had the goal of driving whoever the recipient of it was into a sexual frenzy.

“Besides, if I'd shoved it up my ass, I'd forget all about it the first big-dicked stud I'd meet, and would have tell some doctor how I got a fucking cellphone stuck in my colon,” Laura winked at Roni, whose cut-down boyshorts were starting to show a big wet patch up front as she recalled last year's Christmas party for the faculty, when Laura had transfixed her with her blue eyes, pulled back her lips in a Cheshire cat grin, and assailed her with one slutty pick-up line after another, each nastier and filthier than the one before, until Roni hadn't been able to take it any longer and had ended up on her knees, tongue-fucking Laura's ass while she spiked the punch with long gushers of girlcum.

“Maybe spread my cheeks for him, show him my tight little asshole and tell him how I just can't help myself whenever there's a big, hard cock within reach...” With a start like that, the Christmas party had been a huge success, and Laura had been the epicentre of it, licking every cunt and deepthroating every cock, offering her pussy and ass up to be fucked hard by everyone, until she was covered from head to toe in a thick, compact, multi-layered conglomeration of jizz that every male member of the faculty had contributed to. And even then, the blonde, mega-boobed vixen hadn't been satisfied, but had declared with total conviction that they were to keep fucking her straight into the new year. Last thing Roni had heard, the male teachers were devising a schedule for this year's Christmas holiday that would ensure that Laura's ass was stuffed with cock from December 21st to January 1st...

“Anyway, I guess there's something you wanted to discuss?” Laura continued, while proceeding to rub her scantily clad pussy with her free hand.

“Really? I thought we agreed to switch things around so they'd have Geography this hour,” For a moment, Laura appeared almost serious, but then her smile returned as her voice dropped to a husky, soft-as-satin “What kind of mess did Alexia get herself into this time?”

What followed next was a “Right...” and a very aroused “That fucking slut...” as Laura had the situation explained to her by Miss Taylor while resuming her soft rubbing of her cunt.

“A supply teacher?” One of Laura's graceful, permanently arced eyebrows went up, and her hand darted down inside her thong while her voice turned nasty again, “Is he hung?”.

“You didn't check? Gina, you've lost your touch...” The same eyebrow rose again, and Laura sent Roni a dirty look, as if sharing a joke with her. By now, Roni's pussy was juicing pretty severely, enough to make her thighs glisten, and both of them had forgotten completely about their students lined up on the field or sitting on the benches, all trying to remember that they were waiting for the lesson to start while ogling the stacked, statuesque blonde.

“Alright, I'll sweep in and save him for you. Or maybe I'll just pump him fucking dry...” Laura breathed into the phone, then ended the call.

“Take this, I've got to run.” Handing Roni back her phone, Laura still hadn't pulled her hand out of her thong, and was cupping her vaginal mound whilst picking up a fresh conversation.

“What's going on?” Roni asked, fighting the urge to drop onto her haunches and dive in for another taste of Laura's cunt.

“The class that we switched around to be able to do this is back on again,” Laura shrugged her shoulders. The mixed-gender rugby matches were always been two classes from the same year. And two teachers were required, partly because one had to coach each class, and partly because the spectacle of thirty busty young sluts and big-dicked, muscular young studs fucking like mad in one big pile while the ball lay forlorn in one end of the field was too good to miss. This time around, some shuffling of schedules had been needed in order to make it happen.

“Miss Thomson and Mr Sanderson haven't made it back from their field trip yet,” Laura added.

“Right.”

“Apparently, they stopped for a quick picnic on the way back. Then, somehow, they broke the gear stick in her car... Then one of the wheels fell off...” Grinning, Laura finally extracted her hand from her thong, and let Roni see her fingers glistening with wetness before she licked them clean.

“There's a supply teacher here already, but I need to go find him. He's been teaching drama...” Laura said, after smacking her lips.

“And?” Roni knew there was more to come.

“The rehearsals for this year's play...”

“Becca, Tits and Faye?”

“Uh-huh...”

“Damn,” Roni's smile was as wicked as Laura's, “Gina threw him in at the deep end!”

“Should I delay the game?” Roni asked next.

“No, someone else can take over coaching while I'm gone,” Laura glanced towards her team's bench, and it didn't take more than a second before her dirty smile announced that she'd located her replacement, “Jody!”

SLAP! “Keep fucking my ass, you son of a bitch!” SLAP! SLAP! “Fuck, this big fucking dick feels like a fucking arm shoved up my ass!” SLAP! SLAP! “Fucking destroy my slutty ass, stud... Yes, Miss Hart?” Over on the bench, the drop-dead gorgeous, massively busty and exquisitely toned Jody Coxxx-Staynes reacted to hearing her name being called by ceasing her riding of the dark-skinned stud whose lap she'd just been bouncing up and down on, leaving his respectable twelve-inch rod completely encased in her rectum and his beefy balls popping and throbbing underneath her powerful glutes as she glanced up at her teacher.

Another tradition of the game was to have the girls dressed individually, but in the colours of their team, and as a member of the red team, Jody had stayed true to tradition by dressing in a candy red, strapless top with “WHORE FOR MONSTERCOCK” written across it in gold and which was held up by the sheer size of her ginormous, perfect cans, as well as a pair of eight-inch heeled, intensely red and utterly stripperific heels that would have made Judy Garland faint. Rounding out her outfit was a pair of fingerless leather gloves, also red.

William, the stud that she'd been riding, was wearing the boys more uniformed get-up of shoes, a pair of red football socks, and his number painted onto his chest in red.

“William, pull her up...” The words dripped from Laura's tongue.

Nodding to show that he'd understood, William grabbed hold of Jody's trim waist and hoisted her upwards. As soon as the base of his cock came sliding out through Jody's stretched ringpiece, Laura was on it, leaning in to put her face close to Jody's massive titties and wrapping one hand round William's dick.

With the other, Laura started fondling William's balls, placing her forearm so that Jody's hairless pussy was dripping onto it as she milked his testes expertly, using her fingers and the palm of her hand on those brawny nuts of his to make him groan and release three blasts of precum into Jody's ass in rapid succession.

“Jody...” Laura paused to stick out her pink tongue and run it around the one of the bumps formed in Jody's top by her rock-hard little nipples, “I'm off for a bit, you'll coach till I'm back.”

Having said that, Laura shifted her hands, placing them on top of Jody's thighs and pushing her down until her ass was impaled to the hilt on William's fat schlong.

“Yes, Miss Hart!” Jody flashed her teacher a winning smile, and immediately transformed her angelic face back into a visage of raw, animalistic lust, while the sound of flesh slapping against flesh resumed, “When you're done with my cumslut ass, you're going to fuck my fucking face! I want your balls slapping into it till my jaw's sore, you big-dicked bastard!”

Underneath her, William groaned, managed to form his lips into a big, satisfied smile, and let rip another big blast of precum deep into Jody's bowels.

“See you in a little while, Roni,” Laura nodded at her colleague as she strode past her.

“Not if he turns out to have a big dick...” Roni purred back.

“Even if he does, those sluts will have him completely drained!” With a sultry smile and a wave, Laura walked away.

“Miss Lafitte...” Barbie Goodwell, one of the match's referees, had her voice trail off into nothingness while she watched Miss Hart's bubble butt departing.

“Yes, Barbie?” Ogling Laura's ass as well, Roni still tried to coax the stacked young blonde – with a name like that, how could she be anything but a blonde – vixen into continuing.

When Barbie had finished swallowing down some excess saliva and formulated her “Should we get started?”, Roni turned towards the buxom teen. She was toned and slender at once, her sexy fuckdoll body stuffed into a pair of zebra-striped black and white leg warmers, a tiny black thong, and a top that was an inch wide and divided into vertical black and white lines as it reached round her whopping great big pair of jugs.

“Sure...” Roni nodded, “It's time for the coin toss.”

“Great!” Smiling, Barbie spun round on her stiletto heels and hurried gracefully over to the centre of the pitch.

There Opal Black – her fellow referee and member of the other class – was waiting, clad in the same manner and filling out her outfit in much the same fashion, along with four of the players.

“Okay, Opal, we can get started...”

“Finally,” Reaching inside her thong with one hand, the dark-skinned, black-haired Opal retrieved a very wet-looking coin from inside it.

“Ready, girls?” Barbie giggled.

“Uh-huh,” Kaylee Knott, decked out in a torn, frayed blue top that laid on top of her full, round tits and a skimpy sapphire thong that was already halfway gone into her pink, plump little pussy, responded and licked her ripe lips, which were painted a dark blue, bordering on purple, in honour of the occasion.

“Fuck yeah...” Crystal Raines, her bombshell body tucked into a red mesh dress that was short enough to not hinder her running at all, breathed out huskily, sounding like she was one strategically aimed gust of air away from having her bald pussy go off like a fire hydrant being knocked over.

Colin and Peter, the two big-dicked, muscular studs also lined up on opposite sides of the halfway-line, groaned in unison as Kaylee and Crystal wrapped their hands round their cast-iron cocks and hoisted them upwards.

Without further ceremony, Opal flicked the coin up into the air.

Crystal and Kaylee both pulled their respective studs' foreskins back, but Peter was the first of them to let loose a massive gusher of precum, one which rocketed upwards into the blue, cloud-free sky and knocked the coin off its trajectory just before Colin's would have done the same.

“Team Red kicks!” Barbie announced, and Crystal's satisfied smile certainly wasn't diminished by the wayward coin pinging off the right one of her huge, spherical and rock-hard knockers.

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Laura's conviction that she was on a rescue mission to get some hapless supply teacher out of the clutches of a trio of super-slutty teenaged maneaters was first shaken as she approached the drama studio and heard a delirious, unmistakably female cry from the other side of the door.

Pushing aside the thought that Nurse Pennyweather had been round to give the supply teacher a fighting chance and instead theorizing that the Rude Mechanicals were still going at it, Laura grabbed the door handle and pulled it open. The smell of sex, cum and sweat that washed over her when she did was akin to the wall of steam coming at you after you'd left a sauna on for days at an end and then yanked the door open, and it left Laura's hot, stacked body covered in a glossy sheen that turned her t-shirt a darker shade of white and caused it to cling even tighter to her tits, but made no discernible difference to the already soaked front of her skimpy thong.

Instantly, the five young men lying motionless on the floor proved to Laura that her theory had been wrong. But she wasn't really interested in that, nor in the fact that the far end of the room looked like it had seen action that was one half riot and one half giant bukkake party, with the stage décor absolutely trashed and cum glued here and there in thick swathes while stalactites of gluey white spunk dangled from the ceiling. Rather, Laura's undivided attention was on the naked stranger humping Tits' ass. What with him assfucking Tits deep and hard, Laura couldn't get a good look at his cock, but what she did see of its monstrously thick, vein-ridged shaft made her cunt step up its juicing dramatically while her pussy lips swelled and slid apart, as if preparing to be pounded by the proper, pucker monstercock that she was still trying to get a first eyeful of.

Threading carefully past the five passed-studs fanned out on the floor in a semi-circle, their spent cocks resting atop their hard stomachs, Laura couldn't help but note the state that Tits, Bexxxi and Faye were in.

Tits was on her hands and knees, swaying weakly whenever the stud slammed into her from behind, and was drenched with a thick, glossy layer of creamy cum that covered her front from head to toe and which stretched onto her back in long, fat tendrils that all seemed to point towards her heart-shaped ass, the cheeks of which were relatively untouched by the man's spunk but glowed a bright red from him slapping into them. And no matter how hard the man slammed into her, and he seemed to be going at it as hard as he could, not a drop of his cum was dislodged from her super-stacked frame.

A few feet away were Bexxxi and Faye, covered in cum and on their backs, lying in a tight and chaotic embrace, as if they needed to prop each other up even while lying down, both teen sluts having their huge tits rising and sinking in pace with their slow, shallow breaths.

“FUCK!” Laura's gaze shot back towards Tits when she cried out and squirted, then squirted again when the stud impaled her ass on his cock again, then a third time, sprays of her clear girlcum hitting the stage floor hard as they blasted out of her convulsing little cunt. When he pulled back, he did so with enough **** that his balls swung out behind his legs, and Laura's eyes bulged at the sight of those monstrously large orbs and his swollen sack, which looked like he would only get away with wearing loose-fitting trousers.

“Fuck...” Tits gasped, having squirted a dozen times in less than a minute and now lying on her mountainous tits, with her hands pressed flat against the floor.

Then, the stud grunted – a dark, masculine noise coming from the bottom of his throat and which sent spent tingles racing down Laura's spine before culminating in her asshole fluttering with excitement – and began to extract his cock from Tits' ass.

Still unnoticed, Laura stood in awed silence and observed the colossal pillar of man-meat that was gradually brought back into the open, her jaw dropping lower and lower with each inch that cleared Tits' gaping bunghole.

When it reached twelve inches, and the man had gotten back on his feet to stand with his knees bent and his upper body leaned in over Tits' trembling form, Laura was still primarily impressed by its girth.

Thirteen inches, and Laura's tongue came out to wet her full, luscious lips. Fourteen inches, and Laura's nipples were becoming hard enough to cut glass as she finally got to see the thick, raised border of the stud's cockhead. Fifteen, and the thin front of her thong was practically suspended over the entrance to her wide-open pussy, which was pouring clear juices down her toned legs. Sixteen inches, and she had to forego keeping count of its length and just stand there gawking at it while her pussy drooled and her asshole started throbbing with need.

When the stud's purple, fist-sized cockhead finally popped free of Tits' asshole to the accompaniment of a wet, booming, sucking noise that bounced off the walls, the entire length of the gargantuan fuckmast cleaved its way up through the air before first becoming still for a moment, then having Laura exhale as it bucked back towards him and unleashed a truly enormous jet of precum, one which had its front dangle and twist as it cut its way through the air while more of it was still being rocketed out through the stud's pisshole, until finally a wavy stretch of clear fluid was racing forwards on a path towards the clock on the wall.

While the clock disintegrated under the impact of what had looked like half a pint of sticky prejizz, the man took a step back and aimed his cock, the profile of which was being seared onto Laura's retina, the raptured slut's mind working overtime to memorize every vein and every contour of that ginormous, muscular pillar of glistening, steel-hard cockmeat, straight at Tits' booty.

“Fuck!” The lustful cry of a woman caused Ian to do a forty-five degree turn.

If the sight of the stud in profile had been so erotic to be downright ridiculous, that of him standing there facing her, letting her stare down the barrel of his monstercock nearly had Laura creaming herself. And it wasn't just his cock, but rather his whole appearance breathed out that here was a genuine super-stud, possibly the greatest to have ever entered the school. And since she was observing him closely, Laura could see him react to her by making his eyes go wide and opening his mouth, before his cock surged upwards again and another huge jet of precum erupted from it.

Laura followed the high, shallow arc of the blast of prejizz until she nearly toppled backwards and instead span around on her heels, moistening her lips and blinking when the trail of clear fluid finally spattered down onto the floor on the other side of the doorway.

“Fucking stud...” Laura's voice was a husky, dirty whisper as she turned back towards the stud.

Ian's mouth dried up completely as he observed the newcomer standing there, propped up on the eight-inch heels of a pair of black stripper sandals and looking like the physical manifestation of sex. Framed by tresses of blonde, silky hair, her face was one for the ages, composed of perfect features and dominated by her blue eyes, gleaming wickedly through the narrow slits her eyelids had formed into underneath her severely arched eyebrows, and a pair of full, glossy lips that looked as soft and silky as anything he'd ever seen. And not only was her face absolutely breathtaking in and of itself, but right now it was twisted into a very evocative expression, one that was equal parts surprise, delight and raw, unfettered fuck lust.

Her tits were huge and perfectly spherical, two flawless orbs of firm titflesh exploding out from her curvy frame, stretching her white t-shirt to the max. Looking like it might be torn to pieces of if she turned too quickly, the t-shirt covered her tits only down to her nipples before ending abruptly, the whiteness of it contrasted both by the bronzed, smooth skin of her massive, toffee-tanned boobs underneath it and the promising “SLUT” written across it in bold, pink letters.

From her glistening crotch rose both a black tattoo that clutched at her navel, and a pair of black spaghetti straps kept the rainbow-coloured front of her teeny thong suspended over her pussy, where it threatened to be swallowed up inside it, the flimsy cords of black coming up over her wide hips and disappearing round her back at the point where they met up with her narrow, waspish waist.

A hard-looking, trim belly made up primarily of two neatly aligned rows of etched abdominal muscles, slender but powerful-looking arms and long, graceful legs that looked strong enough to support her completed the image of this combination of fitness goddess and porn supernova.

“I'm just flying the flag for LGBT rights,” Laura broke the silence when she spotted the stud staring at her thong-clad cunt.

“Not a very big flag, mind you,” She continued. Hooking her index finger inside the spaghetti-straps of her thong, she tugged them upwards to have the front disappear further into her slit and lay bare even more of her bald pussy lips.

“Right,” Ian said, softly. Of course her voice was fantastic: a slow, melodic drawl that bubbled with lust and confidence and which made the throbbing of his nuts slip into overdrive.

“I file in under the B myself,” Throwing a very suggestive glance over at the trio of semi-conscious, jizz drenched teen sluts by the stud's feet, Laura batted her eyes at him and let her voice turn huskier and softer, “Don't tell me you're a G. I'd just die from heartbreak...”

Grunting, Ian again had his cock heave upwards and let rip another volcanic discharge of precum. This time, its trajectory was too high to make it past the doorway, and instead it slammed into the wall over it.

“I'll take that as a no...” Laura purred, then let go of her thong and started to move. She wanted to run up on stage as fast as she could, but somehow managed to control herself.

“You should...” Ian replied, ogling the superlative vixen as she approached him slowly, those long, toned legs working to bring her closer to him, her eyes continuing to send excessively evocative fuck-me glances his way while her entire being oozed self-assuredness.

“Fuck...” Tits gasped softly when Miss Hart climbed up on stage. Like her two friends, she was riveted by the impromptu show being played out in front of them by Mr White and Miss Hart.

If Laura's pussy hadn't resembled a waterfall already, it did so by the time she got up on stage, her cunny drooling and pulsing, sending out waves of pleasure that spread throughout her body while her cockstruck mind focused in on the prospect of having that monster of a cock go balls-deep in her ass.

She had several feet left to go, and she could already feel the intense heat emanating from that colossal slab of fuckmeat.

“You know the monolith from 2001?” The statuesque blonde bombshell asked Ian, sending him a suggestive look that an hour ago would have reduced him to a shivering, blubbering mess. Now, it made him unleash another one-shot deluge of precum, one that skirted off the stage, picking up Faye's torn dress and carrying it with it until it smacked into the wall on the other side of the room, where it stuck.

“Fucking stud...” Laura breathed out again, while staring at the remains of the dress, glued to the wall and splayed out as if to show off how he'd ripped it apart earlier.

“I suppose I should ask you what your name is,” Again, Laura toyed with the waistband of her thong, this time whilst sending a loving look towards the heart-shaped, dark purple crown of the stud's megacock, the thought crossing her mind that his pisshole was so distended that she just had to remember to snake the tip of her tongue inside it later and lap up his prejizz straight from the source.

“Ian White,” Ian introduced himself, while noting that in the struggle between her t-shirt trying to push her tits together and those mountainous, flawlessly shaped orbs pushing back, her t-shirt was losing terribly.

“Laura Hart, PE teacher,” Introducing herself, Laura met Ian's gaze, and stepped in even closer. By now, she was almost close enough that she could reach out and place her hands on that giant pussy pleaser, the business-end of which was drooling out precum whilst oscillating due to the tremors spreading through his humungous schlong, and pointing straight at her belly, “I'm supposed to take you to your next class...”

“Right,” Nodding, Ian turned towards Tits again, presenting Laura with another profile shot of his cock, up-close this time, and had her watch it contract and expand as a long, thick bolt of prejizz shot out of it, the spray still leaving his cumslit by the time that its tip smacked into Tits' face. Laura moaned while admiring Ian's cock. In defiance of its length and weight, it didn't sag or stoop at all, but projected straight out from between his legs with all the rigidity of a steel girder.

Gasping, Tits smiled at her new favourite teacher underneath the triple-layered mask of spunk that he'd coated her face with.

“Sorry, by the way...” Laura took another step forwards, closing and opening her hands along the way, her thong so soaked-through at this point that a long rope of her clear juices was dangling down between her legs, until the gust of air caused by a particularly heavy throb running up the length of Ian's cock made it snap and plop down onto the floor.

“What for?” Ian asked, still turned towards Tits but with his head aimed towards Laura.

“I thought I was coming here to rescue some outmatched supply teacher...” Laura's gaze shifted from Ian's face down to his cock, and then back to his face again, “I wasn't expecting this.”

“Expecting what?”

“A megadicked fucking stud...” Laura purred, and directed another admiring look towards Ian's schlong before looking straight into his eyes again, “I think I could cum just watching you stroke that thing...”

Without saying a word, Ian kept meeting Laura's gaze, watching it dip back to his crotch when he placed one hand on his fuckpiece and slowly pulled his foreskin back...

Laura's reaction was to close her eyes tight and moan with lust, her thighs coming together as her orgasmic juices poured down them, her entire ass tightening up and her hands going for her tits, fondling them roughly through her t-shirt as her orgasm stretched itself out. She was soon gyrating her hips, pushing her trembling honeypot towards Ian while opening and closing her mouth without a single noise making it past her lips.

Finally, she opened her eyes again and purred contentedly at Ian, whose response was to douse Tits' face with a blast of precum that bounced off it and rained down onto her tits, as well as Faye's and Bexxxi's prone forms.

Without saying another word, Laura sauntered towards Ian, raised her left leg, turned to face the same way as he, and brought her left leg down again before finally letting out a lustful gasp when her manoeuvre left her straddling Ian's cock, the hulking shape of which protruded out far beyond her pussy as it rubbed against its base from above.

Next, Laura sent Ian her most effective come-hither look over her shoulder while having him feel her tug the front of her thong aside. As soon as she did, long ropes of her pussy juices poured onto the shaft of his dick, and Laura was surprised not to hear them sizzle and evaporate from the heat radiating from his super-sized tool.

“Ian... You haven't seen my ass yet, have you?” Laura asked, wetting her lips again.

When Ian shook his head and offered her thin smile, Laura leaned forwards, uttering an excited “Fuck!” as her engorged clit made contact with the thick, throbbing dorsal vein running up the length of his cock.

For his part, Ian let out a softer, less pronounced “Fuck...” at Laura's ass. While not as big as Bexxxi's, it was still utter perfection: two asscheeks as toned and firm and sexy as the rest of her fuckdoll body and in perfect synchrony with each other, separated by a deep, narrow cleft from which the miniscule back of her thong came rising up all the way to the dimple on the small of her back. Within seconds of getting his first glimpse of it, Ian wanted to fondle, kiss, lick and spank Laura's gorgeous ass, not to mention split it wide-open with his cock.

His lust peaking, Ian found himself flexing his pc muscle, something which caused his cock to rise and Laura to moan with surprise and bliss as she was pushed back towards him by his mammoth cock, until her shoulder blades were pressed against his chest and her pussy lips were spread wide apart round the shaft of his dick.

“Fuck...” Laura gasped as Ian lowered his cock again, although it was still pressing up against her cunt.

“How big is this thing?” Laura's question came after she'd tried using both her hands to grasp Ian's cock. No matter how hard she tried to wrap her hands round it, there remained a gap several inches wide between her thumbs. In terms of girth, this monstrous pussy missile was to William's what his was to a normal-sized cock.

“Eighteen inches,” Ian replied, and Bexxxi, Faye and Tits moaned in unison, as if disbelieving that they'd all been able to accommodate such a ginormous pillar of fuckmeat.

“Bullshit,” Grinning wickedly at Ian past her shoulder, Laura shook her head and continued, “It's got to be at least nineteen, twenty inches...”

“Stud,” Somehow, Laura managed to make the gleam in her eyes even nastier, “This is the biggest fucking cock I've ever seen.”

Grunting, and treating Tits to another supercharged release of prejizz that splattered itself against her tits, Ian grabbed hold of Laura's boobs and managed to get a good enough grasp of it that he could yank her t-shirt up until her tits popped free and the battered garment was left bunched up on top of them.

“You like my tits, don't you?” Laura's sultry, horny voice oozed out past her lips as Ian started pawing at her huge, round knockers.

“Yeah,” Ian replied, finding Laura's stiff little nipples just as she started grinding her pink honeypot against the trunk of his schlong.

“You going to fuck them?” Laura asked as Ian strained the muscles in his arms to push her tits closer together.

“Uh-huh,” Kneading Laura's rock-hard boobs together, Ian nodded as Faye and Bexxxi willed themselves onto their knees next to Tits, anticipating what was to come.

“Anything else you're going to FUCK?” Laura's next question coincided with her leaning forwards just enough that she could reach in with one hand and place it against Ian's balls, which prompted her to gasp out a deeply impressed “Damn, even your balls are huge...”

“Your face, your throat, your cunt...” The words came easily to Ian, whose response to Laura's entrance had been a further boost to his growing assertiveness, and he followed up on them by gently squeezing her nipples between his fingers, which was enough to make her grind her tight ass against his belly and her pussy against his cock.

“W-what about my ass?” At the moment, the exchange between Laura and Ian was becoming a contest to see which one of them could sound throatier and dirtier.

“That too,” Ian promised her, while thinking that he could spend days just letting her tits fill hands way past the point which they could cup.

“Every inch,” Laura wasn't asking.

“Every... fucking... inch!” Ian still assured her that that would be the case, and for added emphasis, slammed his way forwards to smack his belly into her ass.

“Fucking stud...” Laura purred out what was quickly becoming her favourite phrase with which to describe Ian. And while she did that, she arced her back to bring her face closer to his and latched onto his lips with her own, pushing her tongue into his mouth and treating them both to their first shared, lip-smacking kiss.

Ian's hands pressed even firmer against Laura's tits, and while her dainty hand had no chance of fitting his bloated ballsack in it, she showcased her quick thinking by sliding them back and forth over the palm of her hand and her fingers, gradually working them sideways until she'd managed to shove them up to be balanced on top of his cock.

Ian's beefy, throbbing nuts being manhandled into pounding directly against her pussy proved to be the last straw both for him and for Laura, and as she cried out into his mouth as her girlcum erupted all over his balls and the base of his cock in a truly spectacular squirting orgasm, his vein-corded, steel-hard fuckpiece expanded against her cunt from below, spreading her labia even further apart when cum rushed up through it and out through his pisshole as he came like a fountain all over Bexxxi's, Faye's and Tits' already cum-drenched visages.