The end of the break

?Please Miss Taylor,? Miss Thomson pleaded to her superior in a surprisingly girlish tone, but then she apparently felt **** to break of in mid-sentence to reattach her glossy, lush lips to Ian?s engorged cock, her tongue running over a few inches of its thick, vein-corded flesh, finally resuming her speech by oozing out a ?let us get a chance to milk this monster just one more time.?

?Yes,? Laura chimed in from her position at the front of Ian?s humungous tool, ?just one more time.?

?Miss Hart,? Miss Taylor chuckled, ?you?re hardly in a position where you can claim to not have seen enough of Mr. White?s cock!?

?Leave me and Mr. White alone for two or three weeks and I might agree with you.? Miss Hart promised, and then shot Ian a glance so swelteringly hot that he nearly ended the debate on whether or not the quintet of supremely voluptuous minxes where to receive another serving of his cum by letting loose a geyser of it there and then.

?That might just be arranged,? Miss Taylor jokingly assured Miss Hart, leaving Ian feeling just as hopeful as the super-busty PE teacher, ?but for now Mr. White is needed elsewhere, as are indeed the rest of you.?

As if to underline Miss Taylor?s point, the bell signalling the imminent resumption of lessons was heard.

It took a little while, but eventually the five buxom beauties disentangled themselves from Ian?s tumescent dick and rose to their feet, thereby offering him a sensational view of the throng of exposed womanly flesh, taut long legs and large orbs of titflesh.

It was hardly the sort of thing which served to ease the rigidity of his cock, and a long squirt of pre-cum came shooting out to splat against Laura, who yelped as the hot liquid was splashed onto her right buttock.

While he whipped out an ironic ?Sorry?, Ian got to watch the statuesque PE teacher begin to knead the ample lashing of pre-cum into her tanned flesh, the constant pulsing of her hand against the flesh of her firm glute causing him to ball up his fists and keep them pressed against the outsides of his thighs in an attempt to resist the growing urge to begin fervently jacking himself off to send another torrent of cum gushing out of his strained member.

?Mr. White?? Miss Taylor oozed out, causing Ian to cock his head in her direction, taking his gaze from the crowd of supremely chest, searing hot teacher-sluts for a moment.

Miss Taylor shot Ian a smile as he slowly formulated the supposedly simple ?Yes, Miss Taylor?? while every muscle in his body seemed to have been pulled taut by the tension that had built up inside of him.

?You seem a little tense.? Miss Taylor?s observation was astute, although her taking a seductively composed step towards him, making sure to make a little bucking movement with her hips as she stopped again, did little to alleviate that tension. ?And we can?t have you like that when you show up for your next class. The girls? will be awed enough by the size of this monstercock as it is.?

The five female teachers who had previously cooperated in their suckling of Ian?s cock and balls dropped down on their haunches at almost the exact same moment as when Miss Taylor wrapped her nimble digits around the blunt tip of Ian?s member.

Miss Taylor?s next astute observation was the husky ?I can feel it throbbing against my hand? with which she referred to the obscene pulsing of Ian?s member, a rhythmic movement which hardly became any less forceful when he felt her other hand suddenly begin to cup one of his buttocks.

Ian got the chance to see the adoring looks which the quintet of cum-glazed Misses on the floor in front of him were casting at him before Miss Taylor provoked to shut his closed and grunt by giving his member a single jerk while at the same time beginning to **** her hand across his buttock.

?Now Mr. White,? Miss Taylor had leaned in and was now whispering into Ian?s ear, her glossy lips brushing against his outer ear while her tongue nearly flickered into it as she spoke, ?I have a promise that I want to give you.?

At this point, Miss Taylor was groping Ian?s ass while her other hand was dancing over his vein-covered slab of thick, hard cockmeat.

?I promise that during lunch-break I?ll take you to my office, where I?ll let you fuck me in the arse before I?ll get behind you, grab hold of your cock, and jerk it and play with your balls until you?ve covered my desk with your cum.?

As if to give Ian a preview of what she had promised would come to him in the near future, Miss Taylor then moved her hand to his balls and massaged them, causing him to cry out and release a thick jet of cum which blurted out into the air, widening until it crashed down over the two kneeling sluts that were furthest away from him.

The other three were soon equally drenched in Ian?s cum, the end of his lengthy ejaculation leaving them giggling and kissing as they swapped his jizz between them.

?There!? Miss Taylor concluded, letting go of both Ian?s cock and of his balls, ?Now I think that you?re ready for class.?

She followed up with a ?Oh, I hardly think that you?ll need those? in reply to Ian?s ?What of my clothes??, justifying it with ?You should have figured out by now that wearing them will only delay the inevitable.?

As such, Ian remained as naked as the day when he had been born as he prepared to allow Miss Taylor to lead him to his next class.