Painting it white.

Damien was halfway in his teacher when he realized he wasn’t going in any farther. She was too damn tight and not wet enough.

His teacher was groaning and crying, obviously in pain. Damien pulled his cock put, eliciting a pained gasp from Mrs. Jacobs.

“Mitch.”

Mitch was mesmerized by his boss’ dick and the teacher’s right cunt.

“Mitch!” Damien raised his voice an octave.

“Yes sir?” Seemed like he could speak clearly again.

Damien held out his hand. “Spit”

Mitch looked blankly at Damien.

“Spit in my hand.” Damien looked bored.

Mitch spit into Damien’s hand.

“Again.”

Mitch spit twice more into Damien’s hand, leaving thick globs of spit and blood from where he had been hit in Damien’s palm.

Damien took the spit in his hand and rubbed it along his shaft which showed no signs of retreat from being rock hard at 10”.

He then pulled Mitch closer to the whimpering teacher.

“Spit on her asshole.”

Mitch spit again on her asshole which winked on contact. His mouth was drying up, but there was a decent enough glob shining Welty on her asshole.

Damien finished coating his dick with the natural lube and then aimed his cock at the whimpering teacher’s asshole. With the tip of the glans, Damien pushes the globlet down past her asshole across the bit of skin in between her two orifices and onto her pussy.

With a steady thrust he pushed the globlet, followed by his shaft into Mrs. Jacobs. She tended as he entered, but her reaction wasn’t nearly as pained and Damien was able to get fully inside her. Once he was fully hilted, he grabbed her waist and then pulled back. On the second thrust his teacher yelped and then subsided into silence as Damien began deep dicking her abused cunt and pushing her face into the couch cushions, forcing her to breath the filth inside and outside the cushions.

Damien rode his teacher for about 15 minutes, with her grunting, groaning, and whimpering, before her own natural lubricants began to take over and her whimpering became sighs.

Every few thrusts Damien would slap his teacher on the ass which caused her vaginal walls to tighten like a vice around his dick.

Finally, feeling his release coming, Damien picked up the pace, slamming into his teacher’s gushing cunt repeatedly and mercilessly, her cries a long time ago turning into passion. When Damien tensed for the last time, hilted inside his art teacher, he thrust into her with every pulse of his cum into her pussy. When he pulled out, his cock was followed by his seed which quickly began rushing into her pubic mound and onto the couch, adding to the fluids already collected.

With a weighty final slap on her ass, Damien turned to Eddie who had been watching the entire scene in rapt fascination.

“Want a turn?”

Eddie’s eyes snapped to Damien’s.

“Umm, no. That’s quite all right. I’m good.”

Damien shrugged.

“Alright then Mitch. I guess it’s your turn.”

Unlike Eddie, Mitch had his 5” cock out within seconds and was making his way to the teacher’s over-filled pussy.

“Wait!”

Mrs. Jacobs had finally realized what was about to happen.

“My debt is paid! We’re done!”

Her eyes were tearing up again.

“Sorry Mrs. Jacobs, but you’re wrong. You also wasted Mitch’s time with your little trip, so that’s another $50 equivalency.”

Tears welled in her eyes, but she slumped forward on the couch in defeat.

Mitch slid his rock hard cock in the woman’s filled cunt, getting what was probably his first ‘sloppy seconds’.

Damien turned to Eddie as slapping sounds emanated from the couch, Mitch’s balls slapping her Cum covered clit as he pounded away.

“So ya, definitely burn the couch. It’s disgusting. Also...” Damien was cut off by a sharp scream from Mrs. Jacobs.

Turning, Damien saw Mitch pushing his cock into Mrs. Jacob’s asshole. She was struggling mightily to keep him away.

Damien couldn’t stand this.

Damien put his arm up and around Mitch’s neck putting him in a **** hold and pulling him off the teacher.

Mitch choked and flailed As Damien backed him into the center of the room.

“Strike two Mitch. Settle down.”

Mitch stopped flailing and Damien released him.

“Why did you fuck her ass? You had free pussy.”

Mitch choked and sputtered. Finally looking up at Damien with barely disguised malice.

“Her cunt was too loose and she had your cum in her. I wanted something tighter.”

Damien felt anger building.

“You ‘wanted’? This wasn’t a ****. This was a transaction and you were allowed her pussy and a cream pie. This...” Damien pointed all around him, “ was consensual. What you did was ****.”

Damien glared at Mitch.

“As I said. Strike two Mitch. This is your own fault. Do you accept your punishment?”

Mitch stared at Damien and then visibly controlled himself.

“Yes.”

“Then learn your lesson.” Damien hit Mitch...very hard. Damien pulled Mrs. Jacobs off the couch and dropped her on the floor. He then turned to stand over Mitch.