No

For the rest of the period, the boys fucked her ass in turn, rotating between the increasingly gaped hole and her mouth. But no matter how hard she rubbed her clit, no matter how many loads of cum they dumped in her cavernous asshole, Erica was unable to orgasm.

Finally, when the bell rung, Mr. Carstairs dismissed his class. Erica, oozing cum from ass and face, slowly picked herself up from the mat. Her butt was aching from the lengthy workout it had received, and her jaws ached, too.

Mr. Carstairs shook his head sadly.

"Well, I'm very sorry that my lads couldn't help you with that problem."

The girl looked close to tears, although it was a bit hard to tell with all the cum on her face. The gym teacher gave her a thoughtful expression.

"Tell you what, I have an idea. Why don't you shower all that teenage jizz off you and then go see Mr. Ellery in Room 120. Tell him I sent you, tell him your problem. Yes, Erica, he very well might be able to help you!"