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His cum is still hot in my mouth. It’s a strange mix of saltiness and something else, with this weird tinge almost like cinnamon. I don’t know what he had for lunch but I’ve always heard what you eat affects how you taste. I don’t really care what he ate.

He looks down at me with that stupidly satisfied look Nathan got when I sucked him off for the first time. I open my mouth so he can see the glob of his seed on my tongue. Then I close my mouth and swallow hard. The aftertaste is still there and he can tell I am not pleased about that part.

He hands me an unopened water bottle off of his desk and the wastebasket. I swish my mouth out and spit again. Rinse and repeat three more times before I can’t taste it anymore.

“That was above and beyond what I was asking for. Thank you.” Strange. Nathan never said thank you when I did that for him. He seemed to think it was an expected duty of the female sex. He puts it back in, zips up and turns to his computer. I watch him change my grade to an A.

He says, “Miss Gailliard, thank you and enjoy the rest of your day.”

I stand up, grab my stuff and head out the door. I glance back long enough to see him still sitting there, staring off into space as if he had just smoked something incredible.

I walk down the hall to the front of the school and turn the corner. The hallway is empty except for Horace who apparently is afraid to wait outside for his ride. I have never heard him speak, so hearing his voice for the first time is a shock.

“Hi Riley, how did you do?”

I figure I can shock him too. I tell him my grade. He doesn’t say anything. Then I get an idea in my head because there is no doubt something wrong with my mind. If I’m not mistaken, this won’t take long.

I grab the waist of Horace’s pants and pull him into the men’s restroom, locking the door behind us. I hear him speak for the second time. He asks “What are you doing?”

I put my finger to his lips, unzip his pants and pull out his cock. I know this won’t take very long, and he looks like he’s had a hard day. He is shorter than Nathan and Mr. Perkins, but his girth makes up for it. There is at least an inch gap between my fingers and thumb.

I get down on my knees, resting them on his feet. There is no way in hell my jeans are touching this nasty boys room bathroom floor.

My lips just fit around the head of his cock as I take it in to my mouth. He looks both bewildered and pleased. I caress his balls with one hand, hold on with the other, and slide back and forth. His precum is flooding out and I’m having to swallow to keep from **** on it. This in turn generates a sucking motion that seems to turn him on even more.

Unlike Mr. Perkins, I get no warning that he is about to release. I just feel the hot liquid coating the inside of my mouth. He finishes ejaculating and I pull my mouth off his deflating member. I get up and spit his cum out in the closest sink and use the rest of the water bottle Perkins gave me to rinse out. I wink at him, pat his flaccid cock with my hand (I’d swear the thing just got hard again from me touching it) and move toward the door.

He stares dumbfounded. I wink at him, unlock the bathroom door and leave.

I head out the front door of the school. My work here is done.