They only make it so far.

Following swiftly behind Miss Hart as best he could his colossal fuckpiece bouncing with every step, leaving a substantial splotch of precum on the tiled floor when his cock was angled downward, Thomas’ swollen fuck missile was pumping out a plentiful supply of thick liquid as the young man gazed hypnotized at Miss Hart’s flawless ass as it swayed tantalizingly in front of him.

The fact that the young man sporting the monster slab of fuckmeat following her had his gaze locked squarely in her perfect posterior was not lost on Miss Hart, the ravishing blonde having toned and trained the plump halves of her butt and legs to almost superhuman perfection, and the thrill she felt when men ogled her delicious ass was almost as good as when they stopped staring and fucked it.

Her brilliant white teeth digging into her lower lip, Miss Hart eyes grew slightly distant and glossy as her pussy begin creaming itself with anticipation as she neared her office the sheer fabric of her black thong having long ago become drenched with her now freely flowing juices, her hand shaking slightly with excitement as laid it on the metal handle of her office door.

Just as she was about to turn the handle and open the door to her office, Miss Hart let out a surprised gasp as the thick mast of Thomas’ fuck piston speared through her legs, the thickly veined trunk parting the flesh of her inner thighs and the meaty fist sized cockhead brushing over her tender clit in the process, the thin lace fabric that was pulled tight over her frothing slit being the only thing that kept Thomas from inadvertently driving his tumescent cock into Miss Hart’s salivating fuck hole.

The surprising turn from the here to now restrained stud, Thomas pressed his bare muscled chest against Miss Hart’s equally toned back, her body trembling and her pussy frothing even more excitedly, a thick wash of her juices quickly drenching the throbbing girth of pulsing cockmeat that was pushing against her aching honey pot.

“Mmmm, now where was this enthusiasm, when we were at the pool.”

Her knuckles turning white, Miss Hart clutched the handle to her office tightly as Thomas brought is brawny hands to rest on Miss Hart’s slim waist and hips, his fingers pressing against the striking black tattoo that adorned the flawless tanned skin her midsection and the tightly defined group of muscles beneath, holding the ravishing teacher tightly.

“A truly magnificent slut like you deserves to be savored in private, Miss Hart.”

Both teacher and student letting out deep mutual moans of building ecstasy as the young stud, his body still drenched from his recent excursion in the pool, began lavishing Miss Hart’s shoulders and tender neck with his tongue. Miss Hart, eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted as she took in long deep breaths, began gyrating her full hips against Thomas’ her delectable ass grinding against his pelvis and the soft skin of her inner thighs rhythmically massaging the shaft of his colossal fuck piece.

“Is this private to you?”

Her voice coming off in a slightly matter of fact tone even though she was speaking barely above a whisper as the massive forearm sized girth of cockmeat resting between her legs and pressing against her achingly horny pussy and throbbing clit was now pulsing ominously, copious shot glass sized globs of precum jetting from its bulbous tip only to splatter against Miss Hart’s office door.

Genuinely hopeful that one of Thomas’ multiple blast of prejizz against her door, every impact being of sufficient **** to make the sturdy door rattle slightly, would in fact knock it free of the doorway allowing the enraptured pair easy access to her office. Bringing the hand that wasn’t currently gripping the metal handle of the rattling office door down to one of Thomas’ as it rested firmly on her flat stomach, grabbing his hand in her Miss Hart raised it from her taut stomach and hefted his palm to one of the massive globes of her tits, the young stud finding the change more than agreeable as he quickly mashed his palm into Miss Hart’s perfect boobs.

Feeling her tits be groped and palmed by Thomas’ wet hands, Miss Hart let out a long groan that only deepened as she placed her hand atop his, trying to drive more of her staggeringly bountiful boobs into his hand, the coaxing causing Miss Hart’s body to go rigid as she felt a particularly powerful orgasm break deep in her stomach, blooming in her chest and flooding through her hips to her throbbing pussy.

Throwing her head back so that it rested on Thomas’ broad shoulders her eyes disappearing behind her half closed eyelids, Miss Hart felt herself go limp as her body was floored by a crashing orgasm, her legs trembling and a thick gush of her heady girlcum flooding from her pulsating sex, drenching her miniscule thong to the point of ruin and washing over Thomas’ fat cock shaft.

Held tightly in Thomas’ arms, his hands still vigorously massaging the plump swell of her breast, the enormous globe dwarfing his hand as he worked his fingers deep into the yielding flesh, Miss Hart brought one of her hands past her shoulder, running her slender fingers along Thomas’ jaw line, eventually angling his chin towards her, turning her head and pressing her lips against his in a consuming kiss.

As their wet tongues mingled in their mouths, Miss Hart felt Thomas’ remove his hand that had been pressed upon her midsection and place it upon hers that was still clutching at the door handle, adding a slight pressure, Thomas’ broke the gyrating gym teacher from her orgasmic paralysis, as the lever turned and with a click the two were now in front of the open doorway to Miss Hart’s office.

Popping her lips free from his, letting a prolonged gasp stretch from her lung, both Thomas and Miss Hart’s tongues continued to spar franticly, slender lines of drool stretching between their lips and the sinewy muscles of their tongues, Miss Hart’s eyes descending from where they had been concealed behind her eyelids, locking her glossy eyes with Thomas’.

“Please come inside, Tommy.”

Parting her nimble pink tongue from his, her full pouting lips only inches from his, Miss Hart’s words practically dripped from her mouth, as slowly let one of her hands, now free from clutching the metal handle of her office door, slowly drift lower, Thomas’ letting out a prolonged groan as the curvaceous blonde took hold of his tumescent meat staff, enveloping the heart shaped apple sized crown in her steamy palm.

Her lips, ornately decorated in a wanton shade of red, curved into a salacious grin, Miss Hart, with a slow barely audible clicking of her black stilt like stilettos began taking several diminutive steps forward, making sure that she kept the colossal slab of fuckmeat trapped in the carnal furnace of her thighs, the throbbing heat being pumped out by Thomas’ monster sized cock mixing with the Miss Hart’s feverishly drooling sex.

For Thomas, it took a level of control he thought impossible to keep from surrendering to the rapidly mounting pressure building in his cum cannon, as the velvety flesh of Miss Hart’s lush inner thighs slowly coursed against his twitching fuck piece, the few steps needed for the pair to pass the threshold of Miss Hart’s office dragging by like divine agony.

Returning to the swan like curves of Miss Hart’s neck, Thomas, at this point practically salivating a waterfall, once again worked his way wetly along Miss Hart’s immaculate bronzed skin, the hot jets of his breath against her drool coated skin causing sparks to crackle along Miss Hart’s spine, arching her back against his chest as she dug her brilliant white teeth into her crimson lips, as both she and Thomas finally cleared the door way.

Stretching out one of her impossibly long, supple legs, hooking her heel around the edge of the door, with one quick sweep, Thomas felt his heart jump as the sound of the door that moments ago he had been so agonizingly led through was slammed shut, the metallic click of the doors auto-lock resonating in Miss Hart’s office.

“Now, I think its time we tested those “limits” of yours…” Miss Hart cooed softly.