You manage to get Miss Villagomez off your crotch.

When you let out a moan that’s loud enough to reach over the music, you realize you need to get the sexy music teacher away. If you don’t, you might make a sticky white mess all over lady liberty’s cute little ass.

Pushing Miss.Villagomez off of you takes more strength than you were prepared to use—it’s like the petite woman is putting all of her weight into grinding you—but the teacher in the sexy green toga gets the message…

By being physically lifted off of your half-naked body. The cute brunette stumbles in her heels and you apologize to the tipsy floozy despite her finding her footing in record time. But, as you speak, you definitely catch her big, brown eyes darting south every couple seconds. There are also a couple girls from your class giggling even louder than before.

Morbidly curious, you match her eager gaze, and find that your fig leaf has shifted out of place in the midst of her heavy petting. It is now exposing the first couple inches of your cock shaft, as well as your clean-shaven pubic mound. That’s right, the cutest teacher at your school, Miss Vee, is currently checking out your cock like it’s a sports car.

To say your face is ‘red’ would be a massive understatement. And it might not be the only large thing around if your teacher’s words are true.

“Wow, Sam. There is a snake in the garden of Eden~” the brunette says, goggling your penis with lust rife in her smile. “Mind if I check out the ‘apples’, too?”

Yelping quietly in embarrassment, you throw down both hands to cover up the rest your stiffened penis, to Villagomez’s visible disappointment. As she pouts and throws herself closer around you, your humiliating stutter resurfaces, “S-sorry! But I, uh, think m-maybe I should go somewhere else until my, ‘p-problem’ goes away.”

“It’s not a problem at all you sexy boy~“ Ms.Vee coos as she leans in to your beet-red face, “If anything I’d take your excitement as a compliment. And you know… we could still have some fun here~”

“But th-th-that’s not the problem! It’s j-just so embarrassing! Everybody here can see my ass— and I think Phoebe just saw my d-dick too…”

“Aw come on you silly hottie, I know a way to *hic* help with that.”

The tipsy, horny orchestra director reaches out with the extra fabric of her robes to help hide your ass, and you thank her profusely as you feel the girls’ eyes stop gobbling up the sight of your backside. Giving you a quick smirk, Villagomez also gropes your butt through the fabric, ensuring that the blush on your face doesn’t abate despite your tiny increase in modesty.

Your boner is kicked into high gear as the **** Lady Liberty pushes you deeper into the laughing, drunken, horny young crowds. You overhear Phoebe telling her friends about your dong, and whimper in embarrassment as the girls giggle and point in your direction.