Squirm, you need to get fucked.

The whole class, you masturbate within the confines of your zebra teacher's stomach, constantly wondering if you will stop or not.

After what feels like an eternity of orgasm, you vaguely hear the class bell going. You continue to finger yourself. Several minutes pass, and you shudder and moan as you wonder if she will let you out. Then, you feel him moving again. The air was getting stale; he hadn't swallowed any more in some time, and you shuddered and came. The tingling had become intense, and you thought you were done for, and somehow that was a turn-on.

Then you felt his stomach reeling. A strong lurch squeezed around you as you were **** upwards. Three lurches later, you fall from his mouth, covered in his digestive juices and fall onto a drop sheet in the classroom.

You gasped for breath as Mr Deverou loomed over you. Your whole body stung as you looked up at him, the massive figure with a huge thick cock. "Have you learnt your lesson?" he asked.

The word 'no' hung on the edge of your lips, but you nodded instead. "Good," he said, kneeling between your legs. "But eating makes me horny."

He doesn't hesitate in pushing into you, his thick cock head parting your lips, and you cum instantly. In quick thrusts, your equine teach forces more and more of his cock into you while talking to you. "Did you get the answers wrong on purpose?" he asked.

You whimpered, "Yes," as you shook under the **** of his fucking.

"Tomorrow, our class is after lunch. You will arrive before class starts, and you will answer my quiz," he said. "If I think for a second that you are trying to guess wrong. You will not be in my class. Instead, I will shit you into the septic, and you will feed the lawn on the oval."

You squeal and cum on his cock, and he groans in response. "I always thought fucking a human would be dirty, but this, I could do regularly."

As his cock reached deeper into you, you felt more stretched then you ever had before. "You get my questions wrong, and I will eat you. Get the questions right, and you can participate in my class, and there are benefits."

"Fuck Mr Deverou, fuck me hard, please," you beg.

He pulls you down on his cock hard, his cock head pushing against your cervix, and you feel him shudder. "If you need a tutor, you can come around my place after school," he adds, "The same rules will apply. Do well, and I will fuck you. Do poorly, and I will eat you."

You shake on his cock again, cumming with **** and feeling him tense in the process. Suddenly he pushes into you hard, stretching out your cervix as he cums. It is forceful and hot and so copious, pulse after pulse fills you as you groan in pleasure.

Then, when he was done cumming, he pulled out of you. "You should also look at some of the school's social clubs," he said, turning away from you as you shivered in bliss. He grabs a slip of paper from the top draw of his desk. "You might find something you like." He threw the paper in your direction. "Now gather your stuff and get out, head to the showers and get cleaned up."

You struggle to rise, and he steps back over to you. "If you don't get out of my classroom now," he raises a hoof, but all you can do is look at his cock, still dripping with your and his cum.

"Yes sir," you say pitifully, trying to rise.

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