Logan

Logan takes a few steps into the classroom before turning back to Ms. Burns and growls, “Strip now.”

Watching hungrily as she reluctantly obeys his order, she slowly takes off her ruby top and push-up bra revealing her tits to him. He thrusts her back against the wall and pinches her sensitive nipples, ignoring her whimpering. She can feel his tongue circling them as he lowers his head and sucks on each stiff nipple.

Logan unbuttons his pants, then reaches for Ms. Burns's head. As he pulls her close, he whispers, “I think you need to get me nice and hard, to start repaying me for helping you so much.” With a smirk he forces her to her knees and presses her face to his crotch.

She looks up at him pleadingly as he presses his cock against her lips, and he laughs. “Go on, suck it! Be a good teacher and suck your students cock!”

Ms. Burns wraps her fingers around his cock and slowly licks the tip, gently squeezing it as Logan's shaft grows in her hand. She can’t help but enjoy the salty taste and musky smell. Logan softly strokes her hair, before suddenly grabbing her and thrusting his hard cock deeper into her warm mouth, moaning as Ms. Burns struggles. “I thought I told you to be good!”

He continues thrusting deep in her mouth, not caring about her discomfort as she grips his thighs. All he wants right now is to use her for his pleasure. And that’s exactly what he does. To Ms. Burns it seems like a lifetime of him fucking her face, gripping her curly hair so she can’t pull away from his thrusts. In reality it’s only been a few minutes, but even Logan is growing tired of this.

After he fucks Ms. Burns's mouth all he wants, Logan pulls her up by her hair and pushes her towards her desk pinning her to it.

She squirms, trying to get away, but he forces her back and kisses her, pinning her to the desk with his body. As Ms. Burns starts to whimper again Logan slides a hand down to her soft shaved pussy and presses lightly. “You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”

“No,” Ms. Burns whispers lustfully, not even fooling herself with this pathetic lie.

Logan rubs his finger along her smooth pussy, easily parting the warm wet folds, pushing his way inside.

“You dirty little slut, you love this.”

Ms. Burns squirms more, trying to break free. She doesn’t want his words to be true but fuck they are. She loves the way he manhandles her. Gropes her, uses her for his pleasure.

Her heart is pounding out of her chest and she can feel his cock pressed hard against her leg, throbbing. Begging for her to stroke it. To guide it where they both want, no, need it.

Logan leans over her, sucking one of her stuff nipples roughly forcing a soft moan to escape her lips.

She can feel his hand slowly roaming over her naked body forcing her to tremble in anticipation, wondering where it will stop. It doesn’t take long for her to find out, because it reaches her neck and quickly tighten around her throat. She grabs his wrist in surprise , her eyes widening at the sensation.