Mrs. Grayson, shutter bug

Miss Taylor gulped madly for air as all fourteen inches of Ian’s throbbing mast of fuckmeat expanded her anal walls, Ian reached up grabbing at Miss Taylor’s slim waste as her soaking cunt erupted in another heavy blast of her copious girl cum that left much of his chest and stomach glistening.

“Fuck me Ian! I want you … to fuck me inside out! Fuck me unnn until I can’t walk!”

Digging his fingers into the firm muscles of Miss Taylor’s ass Ian held her still for a moment letting the image of the moaning blonde super slut begging for him to fuck her ass as hard as possible imprint on his mind forever.

Her athletic legs flexing Miss Taylor began raising herself off Ian’s pelvis, the slow dragging of his swollen cock head along her tight walls setting off a series of mini-orgasm that Miss Taylor’s moaned her way through her teeth digging into her plump red lips.

Lifting herself until only the apple sized crown was left inside her tight asshole Miss Taylor relaxed her legs letting the her hips plummet and the ginormous rod spear its way into her stretched bung hole, smacking against Ian with an audible thud he felt her anal walls spasm as she was taken in another lengthy orgasm as he was hilted in her back passage once more.

Miss Taylor repeated her self again, raising her hips only to slam them down again sending Ian’s mammoth cock careening back into her anus which set off another howling orgasm inside her stomach. Grabbing the taut curves of her skewered ass Ian set about matching Miss Taylor’s pace thrusting his hips to meet hers, the forceful impact making her massive tits jostle as she moved one of her hands to begin groping at her firm tit flesh.

The sensation of Miss Taylor’s pulsing walls coursing over his throbbing shaft was added to as Miss Campbell, not wanting to be left out any longer lowered her head between his legs and began feeding his wildly churning balls into her mouth, the slick sensation of her tongue sweeping over his scrotum making him let out a deep horse groan.

Miss Campbell squealed excitedly as she felt someone mount her from behind, two firm hands raised her hips to her knees, Ian’s swelling scrotum poped out of her plump lips as her squeal turned into an excited scream as Mr. Fuller began pressing his fist-sized cock head into her rubbery anus and thrusting into her tight hole.

As his swelling scrotum departed Miss Campbell’s hot mouth Ian wrenched himself from lying on his back, Miss Taylor throwing her arms around his broad shoulders he held her wildly riding hips steady keeping every inch of his turgid fourteen inches lodged in her depths as he shifted his legs lowering Miss Taylor onto her back.

Her lips curling into a smile Miss Taylor felt Ian take control of her reaming as his fingers buried themselves in her lusty hips and sent his hips thundering back and forth, sawing all fourteen inches into her yielding rectum, each thrust met by a enthusiastic moan from Miss Taylor.

“Could have nnn been fucking unn me all morn-” Miss Taylor’s planned criticism of Ian was interrupted as Miss Campbell who was being wildly ass fucked by Mr. Fuller sealed her lips in a deep kiss their faces meeting from opposite angles.

Watching the two stunning blondes exchanging a lewd kiss almost made both Mr. Fuller and Ian blow their loads inside the two cum sluts, both Miss Campbell and Miss Taylor let out dual throaty moans into each others mouths as they felt a sudden swelling of the massive cocks currently driving into their curvy asses.

“I want you two to blow your cum on them…” Mrs. Grayson’s sharp voice cut through the heavy sounds of sex that filled the room, “I want this in the next newsletter.” She continued camera in hand.

Both Ian and Mr. Fuller began wrenching their throbbing shafts from the two writhing sluts both moaning disappointingly as their asses were left empty by the departed lengthy slabs of fuck meat.

Struggling to his legs which by this point were more than a bit rubbery from the marathon of fucking Ian pumped his shaft with abandon aiming his throbbing cock head at the sweaty body of Miss Taylor, the only one of the trio of super sluts that had yet to be doused

The first to cum first was Mr. Fuller his groan vacating his lungs until it turned into a thick rasp as cum began arcing out of his throbbing phallus, the shot glass sizes of his load splashing against Miss Campbell’s tits leaving thick lines hanging off her nipples as several jets covered her boobs and upper chest going higher to cover her neck as Mr. Fuller angled his spasming cock higher.

Her eyes locking with Ian’s as she hefted her massive tits, presenting them for his oncoming load, Miss Taylor judged by the way his balls were now the size of oranges she knew it would be a memorable one.

Just as Miss Taylor let her pink tongue whip across her lips to coax Ian even more she was met by a wall of white that splashed into her face like a tidal wave as Ian first massive blast of cum washed away Miss Taylor’s facial features in one audible gush. Mrs. Grayson couldn’t help but hum a few giggles to herself as she watched Ian fire hose spunk onto Miss Taylor, snapping away photos while he did, making sure she angled the camera to catch more than a few of both Ian’s and Fuller’s copious blasts midair.

Ian fought to control his wildly jerking cock, angling lower his spasming cum tube he set about coating the massive mounds of Miss Taylor’s tits blasting what felt like to her as gallons of thick ball juice which slithered its way through her canyon like cleavage across her flat midsection to hang off her bald slit.

The welcome sensation of a pair of enormous boobs being pressed into his back informed Ian that Mrs. Grayson was now behind him as she wrapped her arms still camera in hand around his broad chest, pointing the shutter at Miss Taylor, “Strike a pose slut.” She commanded.

More than happy to do so, Ian’s cock regained any rigidness it may have lost as Miss Taylor opened her mouth letting a heavy flow of jizz fall from her lips as she pried one of her cum caked eyes open winking at the camera, parting her legs to expose her cum dripping slit, Mrs. Grayson click several pictures as cum slowly cascaded down Miss Taylor’s body.

Giving Ian’s shoulder a light peck Mrs. Grayson unwrapped her arms, turning to place the camera on a desk.

“My goodness Mr. White, from the looks of things, I’d say your cum has been increasing all morning.”
Mrs. Grayson spoke as she lifted herself onto the same desk.

“If he had shown me when he first arrived I could have gotten a very good before and after.” Miss Taylor added as she began lapping at Ian’s cock head, sweeping her tongue across the spongy head like a lollipop.

“Yes, I can see it now, “Hello Mr. White, welcome to the school, fuck my ass!” Miss Campbell joked as she was leaning against Fuller who was seated on the floor, the humorous blonde running her hand along his still turgid length.

“Something like that…” Miss Taylor continued taking Ian’s cock head into her mouth her cheeks hollowing as she sucked any cum that hadn’t been blasted into her face and tits from his still slightly jerking dick, letting it pop from her mouth as she swallowed the creamy liquid turning back to Miss Campbell, “…Smart ass.”

“I‘m awfully glad to see you come around, Mr. White.” Mrs. Grayson’s tone had sifted back to one of authority, while Miss Campbell and Miss Taylor were exchanging verbal jabs and coy looks like a couple of teenagers as they attended to their respective studs.

Turning to give the lording brunette an awkward smile Ian instead groaned as he began to feel his colossal shaft descend through Miss Taylor’s slick gob, letting out soft moans as her throat was penetrated by the fist sized crown of his fuck piece.

Her cheeks ballooning as she very nearly imbedded all of Ian’s pulsing cock down her gullet Miss Taylor was interrupted when she heard Mrs. Grayson, “If I’m not mistaken, Mr. White is already late for his next class, this is still a school after all!”

Dragging his cock from her seemingly bottomless throat Miss Taylor freed Ian’s now glistening cock from her mouth with a sticky wet pop several lines of her saliva ranging off the towering phallus. Turning her sight to the brunette perched atop the desk her arms folded across her massive tits wearing a lofty look on her face.

“Ian, I think Mrs. Grayson should loosen up, don’t you?” Miss Taylor stated, Ian was almost positive she wasn’t really asking for his opinion however when she continued immediately with, “Don’t you agree Miss Campbell?” Tossing a sly look to the blonde now on her feet with Mr. Fuller in tow.

“Oh yes, after all, the students here, do seem to find ways of taking care of themselves, don’t they now?” Miss Campbell gave Fuller’s cock a quick tug causing him to let out a sharp gasp.

Turning to Mrs. Grayson Ian felt her searing eyes on him even before he met them with his, the stern vixen looking to see where he stood, feeling slight pangs of fear at what Mrs. Grayson might do to him if he disagreed with her, however somewhere deep inside Ian felt something stir. Feeling the sensation rise throughout his body Ian had to smirk as he though, “Fuck it.” and turned to the still waiting brunette.

“Mrs. Grayson, the sooner you understand that fucking is the main focus of this school the easier it will be for you.” Ian soundly answered.