He can't resist

He knew it was wrong. Knew that this was absolutely not the time or the place, but he couldn't help himself.

He glanced up over the desk once more, his eyes focusing on the pert arse of the school nurse, her long red hair flowing down her bare back practically forming an arrow towards the peach.

One hand moved off of his cock, while the other gripped it tightly, slowly pounding it back and forth as he watched the startled nurse dart behind one of the other benches.

Miss Ogawa however was another matter. The petite Asian teacher was just leaning on her desk, talking on the phone, not bothering to cover her body at all. As Tim's hand stroked his cock, his eyes roamed the teachers body, the hard dark nipples at the peak of her breasts, her flat stomach and the snatch of pubic hair between her legs.

As Tim stroked he thought he saw moisture glistening on Miss Ogawa's inner thigh. Was she feeling as turned on as he was right now? Was she thinking about the brief glance of his cock while she talked to someone else on the phone. Part of him wanted to leap over the desk and just fuck his teacher's brains out, for a moment thinking of his hand as her pussy. Just how tight would it feel around his cock. Would she moan when he slipped it all the way inside her pussy.