Mr. Wood fucks your ass

Mr. Wood's cockhead nestles in against your ass, trapped between your plump cheeks. There's no turning back. The feeling of his prick is setting your body on fire.

"Mmm," he groans. "Your ass is getting bigger. It's so nice and soft and warm around my dick."

"Ohhhhh," you moan and slide one of your hands down to your pussy. "Put it in me."

"You want it?"

"Stop teasing," you hiss. "I know yo-AAAAH!"

Mr. Wood shocks you by suddenly driving his cock into your ass. His stiff prick wriggles into your asshole and fills you up. When you regain your senses enough to look through the slats on the closet door you can't see Mrs. Cleft.

Mr. Wood takes hold of your hips and pummels your tight teenage tush. His fat cock slides in and out of you and his fingers clamp just above your ass. You push back, sticking your butt out and sighing as you toy with your clit. You love it when Mr. Wood fucks your ass. He knows just how to cram his cock in and out just hard enough so it doesn't hurt. As usual, your beautiful little butt makes short work of the older man.

"I can't hold it," he groans. "It's just too hot in there."

"Cum all over my ass," you whisper. "Let me feel it."

Just as you feel Mr. Wood's swollen sword begin to twitch he yanks it out of your hungry hole and wanks it off over your ass. You wiggle it from side to side, giving him an inviting target.

The older man groans and his churning balls unleash a scalding torrent across your teenage flesh. Thick splashes of his gonad goo land all over your butt and your lower back. His warm load creams your crack and overflows down your pussy to drip on the closet floor.

"Ohhhh yeah," you coo, "it's so warm. Cum all over me, Mr. Wood."

He's still spurting seed on your buns when your own orgasm hits. Your inner muscles clench around your feverishly frigging fingers and hot surges of pleasure twist your tummy into knots. Mr. Wood slaps his cock in the puddles of jizz on your butt as you roll your hips and work yourself over a thigh-shaking climax.

You are both panting and drenched in sweat in the hot confines of the closet. You look back over your shoulder and see Mr. Wood's softening shaft resting on the shelf of your butt. His glistening goo seems to coat your entire ass and lower back.

"Look at the mess you made," you scold him.

"Mmmmm," he grins, admiring his work. "Good thing we're in a room full of towels."

He slides a towel from the shelf and begins to gently mop up the cum all over your body. You wipe your own juices off your inner thighs and from your fingers. Mr. Wood's persistent rubbing moves between you legs and you have to bat him away before he gets you both worked up again.

"Alright," you whisper. "Later. First let's make sure she's really gone."

You peek out the slats on the door and you can't see anything. You open the door a crack. Still no sign of her. You push the door open and slip out and find...