All over Mrs. Grayson

Ian had every intention of observing Mrs. Grayson’s snarled command, but the multitude of options available to him was a bit disorienting; not only were Natasha and Mrs. Grayson close at hand and very tangibly willing to find themselves on the receiving end of his next ejaculation, but Emma and Tanya were only a few steps away should he choose to let them experience a very sticky surprise.
In the end, although the amount of time which had passed since Mrs. Grayson last spoke could still be measured in seconds, Ian settled for the buxom, strong-minded English teacher as a target.

It was with a noticeable shiver in his voice that Ian called on Natasha, following up the uneven uttering of her name by telling her to “Go for the camera,” before turning his attention towards Mrs. Grayson, into whose pussy his cock was currently buried to the hilt, the wide girth of his member being tightly embraced by the narrow depths of her sex.

Deciding that this wasn’t a moment that required fervent adherence to protocol and politeness Ian moaned out “Grayson,” before once again being **** to stop and take a deep breath before being able to carry on speaking, the lusts sparkling in his mind and body now being so intense that he could only muster a “your top” by means of instructions of what he wanted her to do, his hands feverishly cupping the firm globes of her bared arse.

Mrs. Grayson, her face remaining a mask of raw lust for Ian’s body and one part of his anatomy in particular, managed to interpret the general meaning of his sparse instructions and proceeded to undo her fetish-wear, the downwards-motion of the dress’ zipper ringing crisp and clear in the tense atmosphere in the classroom.

The zipper, barely visible until it was pulled down, proved to reach all the way from the collar of the uniform like to Mrs. Grayson’s crotch, its final destination being only a pair of inches from the garment’s hem, revealing a good portion of the narrow strip of moist pubes that adorned Mrs. Grayson’s otherwise hairless pelvis, while the top of it slid apart to expose her pair of heavy, buoyant and the firm shape of her midriff.

Nearly cumming inside of Mrs. Grayson’s cunt as a result of her undraping, Ian managed to hold back a little while longer, though there was with no small sense of urgency that he now retracted his long rod of vein-corded cockmeat from her stuffed slit, the exit from which revealed his member’s throbbing meat, as well as producing a wet sucking noise and a barely audible groan from beyond Mrs. Grayson’s lips.

Jutting his ass backwards for a moment Ian managed to manoeuvre his dick so that it came to rest against Mrs. Grayson, the busty teacher cooing at the hot feel of the gargantuan cock on her naked skin, the plump end of his turgid member rising up from the valley between her opulent to squirt out small ropes of pre-cum as it came to rest a few centimetres below her chin.

By managing to squeeze off a few shots with the camera during the short transition from Ian’s cockhead spearing up through Mrs. Grayson’s cleavage to it beginning to spew out rich strands of cum, proving her excellent reflexes while zealously registering the sticky discharge with the camera.

For Mrs. Grayson the situation was all the more chaotic, beginning with her head being knocked back and to the left by the sudden eruption of jizz which had hit her chin from below, the curvaceous brunette then bracing herself as she moved her head back and turned it to face the fat, bulbous business-end of Ian’s obscenely twitching manmeat, and to meet the torrent of cum head on.

Once Mrs. Grayson’s vision had been almost completely knocked-out by cum plastering her eyelids and eyelashes together, Ian disentangled himself from the panting woman and weakly pushed her away from him, watching her stumble backwards before landing on top of the bench behind her, two generous sprays of balljuice already having been splattered across her jiggling tits.
The male student that had been sitting there, having interrupted his masturbation at the sight of Mrs. Grayson’s ass to finish the last question, had now leapt out of the way of the out of control teacher, and was pressed against a female student as the two of them watched on in awe at how Mrs. Grayson was reduced from a stern, discerning woman into a groaningly lustful target for Ian’s ejaculations, with Natasha catching the entire spectacle on film.

A thick layer of cum extending itself from Mrs. Grayson’s face all the way down to her a pussy would be the last even of this class, as the bell signalled that the baffled young men and women were now to exit it and go on to the next one.
As for Ian, he was currently to preoccupied with fervently jerking his cock so as to send the last gobs of his cumshot swirling through the air to land on Mrs. Grayson jizz-glazed body to remember that he was now to have a short break along with Miss Campbell.

The students began to pour back out into the dressing room, Natasha saying goodbye to Ian for now by giving him a kiss on the cheek and a quick caress of his bloated nutsack before passing the camera on to him and joining her classmates, and Ian remained in a dazed state, his cock refusing to go flaccid as he watched the effects that his ejaculation had had on Mrs. Grayson’s appearance.