The Principal Becomes More Troublesome.

While you do manage to maintain eye contact with the ever rambling Principal Strictland, your thoughts are definitely a million miles away. Well... more like right under your desk where a beautiful, topless, female student (Abby) is getting an eyeful of your erect cock.

You bite your lip as you feel hot, moist breath waft over the sensitive skin of your dick. Yup, she's apparently enjoying a nice close look. Every breath she takes makes it harder for you to concentrate.

You become aware, after a moment, that Strictland is looking at you with a questioning expression; clearly waiting for a reply to something.

"Uh..." you moan as another hot breath plays across your skin, "uh... what was that?"

"I asked if you are alright?" Principal Strictland asks with growing concern, "do you need me to call the nurse?"

"Yes..." you breath as a couple of Abby's soft fingers press gently against the side of your cock to enable her to get a better view of your length. "Uh... that is... uh no, that won't be necessary," you say quickly as you try to recover as the Principal reaches across your desk for the phone.

With the Principal momentary closer to you and your extremely difficult to explain secret, your next move is almost entirely instinct. You scoot even further under your desk; and in so doing you can feel the head of your dick slide right into Abby's hot, wet mouth.

For a long moment time seems to stand still as nobody moves. Strictland is half standing in mid-reach for the phone. You continue to grip the side of your desk as you had while scooting your chair in. And Abby's head remains absolutely motionless with the head of your dick resting solidly in the middle of her tongue, just past her lips.

Finally...