That evening.

Damien Speared into his teacher’s no-longer-so-tight-cunt. Over the last week it has lost some tightness but it had gained the ability to take him without issue. Mrs. Mason liked to brag that it was now shaped and formed for his cock.

He couldn’t really refute that.

He was just starting to pick up the pace when the doorbell rang. Eddie had gone I get himself groceries, so it was up to Damien to take care of any business that may arise.

He pulled out of his Vice-Principal quickly, causing her to stumble a bit on the bed, and slid on his underwear, his raging honor making an obvious bulge. Mason’s pussy was agape and leaking his loads from earlier. This was their third time today.

“I’ll be right back, stay there and don’t move.”

Damien left the room and made his way to the front door. Opening it, he was slightly surprised to find Mrs. Jacobs standing quietly outside.

“Mrs. Jacobs. Come in.” He opened the screen door for her, and moved himself to the side so that she could brush past him to get inside.

Mrs. Jacobs ran her eyes on him from head to toe, stopping lingeringly on his semi-erection. His boxers seemed to accent rather than hide his giant fuck stick.

She made her way inside and he closed the door behind her.

“I, umm... would like to make my purchase. The usual please.”

Damien looked at her. “Listen, if You aren’t comfortable dealing with Mitch, I can move you to another provider. I am sorry about his actions.”

“N...no, it’s just that...a teacher’s salary is tight, and I don’t want to borrow money from my husband’s account. So...I thought I’d pay for it...another way....”

Damien smiles charmingly. “Is this how you want to pay going forward? Keep in mind, I have no objections, but I will be paying your bill. This product doesn’t grow and make itself ready for consumption. This means that when you pay me, you’ll be renting yourself to me for an equivalent duration, and it’ll be more than just your pussy that I’ll take. I can do what I want with you. Within reason of course.”

Mrs. Jacob’s eyes were wide as she nervously took Damien’s hand.

“Yes.. she whispered. This is exactly what I want. I want...no...I need to feel you inside me again.”

Damien pulled on her hand and pulled her into the bedroom. Mrs. Mason was looking away, but spread her legs a little more so that Damien could put his dick back inside her.

“See that pussy?”

Mrs. Jacob’s nodded. Her eyes were huge as she spotted the leaking cum from the woman’s cunt.

“Take your clothes off, get on the bed and Eat it.”

“And you!”

He said to the figure exposed on the bed.

“Don’t turn around. Face forward.”