just as planned

You take your seat with your back to the class and her in front of you. You watch as her eyes drift to the clock.

With her eyes on the clock, she begins to take her position over your cock. As her eyes count down the time on the clock she begins to lower herself on to you. "Ooook" your dick passed into her pussy "Mr. Write please lock the door. The class has begun, and you may all start your quiz as I deal with Mr Doe." The student does as he was told and locks the door. After he has finished locking the door, you manage to notice 2 faces looking in the window begging to be let in, but Ms. Goose is too busy fucking you to even pay attention to them, not like she would let them in anyway. No she is too much of a conceded bitch for that!

Her wet pussy feels so good on your cock but you want more visual stimuli and it is time for her white blouse to be is gone. With both hands, you reach up and grab either side of her low neckline. Realizing what your about to do she shakes her head no.

"But Mrs. Goose it will make me enjoy this more," you say, somewhat insistently.

Your persuasion changes her mind, and her shakes to a nod, and you slowly begin pulling the blouse apart. Three consecutive pops of the buttons can clearly be heard across the quiet room. After the third button popped, her white lacy see through C-cup bra is revealed. "Is this for your husband?" you asked as your hands slowly push her bra up and off her breasts.

Still attempting to not make any noise, she simply nods to you, before her attention is pulled elsewhere. "Yes, Mr. Write?" she asks, in response to his raised hand.

Now is your chances to further humiliate her in front of the class. As he is about to ask his question, you reach up and place both hands on her hips and begin to violently thrust up off the chair and into her. "ohhhhhhhh!" she cries, involuntarily.

"I have a problem with number 5," the boy says, after recovering from his shock at her moans.

By now she is bouncing so violently on top of you that there is no way she can see her sample quiz. "Ju ju juuuuuust right doooooown hoooow , oh oh oooohhhh, it makes youuuu feeel," she gasps, as you chuckle at her sad attempt to get that sentence out coherently.

"I'm sorry..." he starts to replay, but she interrupts him with her moans of pleasure, causing him to stop before he decides to just power through regardless. "But that's not what the question asks. It asks what was his editors name. The exert we were assigned is from an author's autobiography, but it never said any about his editors."

"That qu qu qu question is for th th the students, oh yes yes , that deciiiiiide to dooo extra resAhaha!!!" she says, losing the end of the sentence. You can feel that she just orgasmed from you dick, but that was no reason for you to stop. "...Research on the author. Leaaaave it blank if you did not see the need to dooo it..." she manages to get out. Last year she always asked stupid questions like that on quiz and test, where she never told you that you had to know it beforehand. But now you're getting **** on her. Between her wet pussy bouncing on your cock, and her breasts bouncing right in front of you, you begin to feel you cum building.

"Its time!" you cry.

Quickly, she grabs her phone and dials, and luckily he picks up on the first ring. "Honey I'm so happy! One of my Ex-students is fucking me right now, and he is going to make me..." You begin dumping your load deep inside her before she is able to finish "PREGNANT!"