Chris can't hold out!

Grunting and gasping, Chris **** himself to the root in her palms and exploded across her chest like a firehose. Hot semen spurted and spread across her skin, and Morgan giggled and stroked him with one hand while holding him steady with the other. She had her own climax in tandem with his, like a reward for her good behavior, and she moaned through it before turning a half-lidded gaze on Chris, who stared back at her in silent awe.

Morgan purred. Stroking him slowly, she milked him onto her sperm-slick breasts. Even with her shirt up, she couldn’t do much to avoid the mess. Morgan didn’t care, she was happy to be his cum rag and took a quiet pride in his virility. She cooed while milking the last of him onto her collar bone, and then she sucked him clean just to taste him. “Mm.” She purred while tonguing his urethra, and then she stared him in the eyes with his cock in her mouth. “Is that better, Chris? Do you think you can focus now?”

Eying her sperm-soaked torso in mixed pride and astonishment, he gulped. “Uh, sure?”

Giggling, Morgan kissed his cockhead one last time before removing herself from him. She found her old towel and wiped her body reluctantly as Chris put himself away. She smiled at him as he went to the window to open it. “Thanks,” she said. “I’ll be back in a bit. Wait for me?”

Chris nodded, and Morgan kissed him on the cheek on her way out. It wasn’t until she was in the teacher’s bathroom, the scent of Chris less pronounced than it was in the classroom, that she realized what she did. It felt right in the moment and, staring at herself in the mirror, still stinking of his semen, it continued to feel right in the bathroom. Her only concern was that she might regret it later.

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