Let her

You're enjoying this far too much to stop her, and Miss Jenkins clearly wants you to finish. Maybe she doesn't want to get fucked tonight. You feel less confident all of a sudden, back to the way you were before 3:36pm. The nerdy kid that can't make friends. One of your hands hovers behind her head, her hair brushes against it as she moves almost elegantly backwards and forwards on your throbbing cock. You want to grab her head and **** her down, **** her to **** on your cock and cum deep into her throat but you can't. She's the expert here, and you're just an inexperienced kid who got lucky.

You let out a moan louder than before and quickly grab your mouth in surprise, as soon as you let go of the wall you stumble backwards into the soft, perfectly trimmed grass behind you. Miss Jenkins giggles quietly in the shadows and as she steps forward into the light of the moon you see her properly for the first time. She's wearing a black dress which looks tailor made for her body, it holds tight to her skin in all the right ways, accentuating her figure. As she leans forward the light touches her cleavage, and you realise for the first time just how much of that there is. They're practically all the way out, and when Miss Jenkins notices you staring at them she happily pulls the dress down further, revealing her nipples. They're soon shrouded by darkness again though as she leans further forwards, getting onto her knees. You feel her bare breasts rubbing against your legs as she crawls up your body, her face is the only thing you can see now and she's more beautiful than you can remember. Her skin reflects the moonlight perfectly, leaving it pale and glowing. Her lips you notice have been made up just for this meeting, where there was no lipstick earlier are now two cherry-red seductive ones, with a half smile to boot. Her fingers wrap around your cock again, causing you to gasp as she presses her tongue against the tip of it.

Miss Jenkins: Like what you see, boy?

You: Mmmm..

Before you can give her any form of coherent answer her lips wrap around the tip again, this time she isn't screwing around. Her mouth and hand both work in perfect unison as they pump rapidly up and down your cock. Her spare hand covers your mouth softly, almost lovingly you feel as you moan and gasp against it. You cum without warning, and without skipping a beat Miss Jenkins wraps her lips tightly around your shaft as she slows her movements, patiently allowing you to fill her mouth with cum. Once she's sure you're done she leans back slowly, sitting carefully on the heels of her feet as she squats carefully in the grass. She opens her mouth slightly, showing you it's still full of your cum before closing it quickly and swallowing, showing you again that's it's empty with a quick wink.

Miss Jenkins: Thanks for that, sugar.

Her fingers trail down your still hard shaft before giving it a light, playful slap as she stands up and walks away. You stare at her figure in the moonlight, in awe at what just happened. When you get back to your room you find yourself jerking off for nearly an hour before you can fall asleep, and when you do sleep you dream of those red lips being pressed against your own.