Pounding Mrs. Grayson

Surging up from his position of having leaned in over Mrs. Grayson where she laid with her upper body planted on top of the desk, propped up on her massive boobs, and with her legs spread out behind her, Ian grinned again as he tugged his cock up into the air, pulling his drooling cockhead away from the increasingly submissive brunette and then sending her hands flying off of her ass by releasing his turgid fuckpiece from his grip and allowing it to drop down to land with a wet slap between the cheeks of her ass, a bolt of precum leaving his pisshole to fly in an arc and splat down right between her shoulder blades while she let out a horny, if surprised, yelp at how the rounded tip of his gargantuan pillar of thick cockmeat slammed into her ass and made her buttocks ripple.

Over where Mr. Fuller was currently finding himself fortunate enough to have Miss Campbell bob her head up and down the length of his cock and made sure that each forward jerking of her neck resulted in the crown of his member disappeared deeper down into her throat, Miss Taylor was patiently awaiting her turn to deepthroat the young hunk and had decided to keep herself occupied whilst she waited for the loud slurping noise of Miss Campbell’s lips leaving Mr. Fuller’s cockhead by idly caressing her foaming honeypot as she watched Ian retread the process of lifting his cock from Mrs. Grayson’s ass and not stopping the pulling back of his arm until the glossy tip of his prick was right on the verge of bumping into his chest.

“Tell me what you want,” Ian ordered Mrs. Grayson, and Miss Taylor could hear her married colleague struggle to say something back before she was interrupted by the impact of his cockhead against her juicy ass, the firm cheeks of which again quivered dramatically in the wake of his blow as her efforts to vocalize her reply to his demand were replaced by another aroused squeal.

“Uhh…” Mrs. Grayson groaned out in a groggy tone of voice, her hands now clutching the edge of the desk as Ian took his cock from her ass and lifted it up in preparation of a third blow, moving his arm quicker now as he turned a little to aim his fuckpiece at one of the dominated brunette’s asscheeks.

“Do you want me to fuck your ass?” Ian was really getting into dominating the formidable vixen currently laid out in front of him, and the transformation of the demand into a more explicit question was naturally enough to be followed by the messy smacking of his cockend coming down hard on the left one of Mrs. Grayson’s luscious buttocks.

“Uhh… Mr. White…” Mrs. Grayson’s sense of professionalism was apparently so ingrained in her that she failed to deviate from her normal adherence to the more formal way of addressing people even as she shuddered under the impact of his tumescent fucktool against her increasingly reddened ass.

“Do you want me to ram my cock in and out of your ass and make you cum that way…” Ian delivered another question before the sharp, wet sound of his cockend raining down on Mrs. Grayson’s buttocks rang cross the classroom again, once more being followed by a shrill yelp from her as she continued allowing herself to be punished by the new teacher.

“Gina, do you want to take over?” Miss Campbell asked the other blonde sitting on her haunches in front of Mr. Fuller, her speech being somewhat slurred thanks to how the tip of his cock was pressing against one of her cheeks as she looked over at her colleague before finally releasing a short, crisp giggle at how Miss Taylor failed to respond to her question in any way, leaving the super-stacked, cum-blasted head of supply to continue admiring Ian’s treatment of Mrs. Grayson and resuming focusing on Mr. Fuller’s cock, which he seemed to thoroughly appreciate as the head of it went sliding back past her velvety lips to enter her wet, warm maw.

“Or do you just want me to keep spanking your slutty ass until you start squirting again?” Ian grinned in a predatory fashion again as his fuckpiece left his hand and fell forwards to land across Mrs. Grayson perfectly rounded posterior, driving her to thrust herself forwards before coming back towards him to offer her ass up for him to cock-spank again.

“Mast… Mister Wh… Ian…” Mrs. Grayson tried to say something after she’d finished stumbling over Ian’s name, but didn’t get to have the words exit her mouth before he’d decided to award her for using his first name by placing the fist-sized crown of his fourteen inches of fantabulously rigid fuckmeat against the entrance to her ass and plunging it through it.

The scream that now blossomed out of Mrs. Grayson’s quivering lips dwarfed the ones that had preceded it as Ian’s successful entry of the first ten or so inches of his cock into her ass in one single go led her pussy to start gushing out girlcum while the considerable girth of his mammoth organ pushed her asscheeks further apart.

With Miss Campbell’s nose being squashed against Mr. Fuller’s pelvis, Miss Taylor followed intently how the thick spray of gelatinous juices from Mrs. Grayson’s pussy was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Ian’s bull balls against the puffy lips of her soaked sex, the presence of his two oscillating testes against the narrow furrow of her slit meaning that his scrotum was doused with her freely flowing juices as more of the viscid fluid was scattered of them to land in fat dollops on the legs of the two lovers or end up gleaming on the floor, with another long burst of girlcum leaving the feverishly bucking brunette’s quim just as Ian’s balls went sliding away from it as a result of him pulling his dick back until the brim of its purple head could be seen just in front of her widened cinnamon ring.

Again, the forceful jets of thick girlcum leaving Mrs. Grayson’s pussy was disturbed by Ian’s balls coming up to pulse against her swollen, glistening vulva as he buried his cock in her anal passage, the copious flow of fluids from her sex being further increased thanks to a combination of her realizing that he’d just slid the whole of his ginormous prick into her and the sensation of his fuckmast throbbing back against the convulsing walls of her ass, the rhythmic beating of Ian’s member as it was entrenched in her anus being of such a magnitude that it meant that her ripe buttocks were shaking as he began to push his ass out behind him in an effort to extract the majority of his cock from the snug confines of her rectum.

“Fuck!” Mrs. Grayson managed to get a husky profanity in amongst her delirious screams as Ian’s cockend twitched against her sphincter and his right hand came down to land hard on one of her asscheeks before he suddenly grabbed hold of her legs and lifted them up off the floor, holding them pressed against his thighs as he pushed his cock back into her ass, further exciting her through the way in which a abundantly sized blast of precum would exit his urethra ever so often to disappear into the depths of her bowels as he begun to send her sliding back and forth across the desk through the increasingly savage gyrating of his hips.

Having fallen back to sit on her ass, Miss Taylor had abandoned considering just which post at the school to offer Ian in favour of puckering her plump lips and fluttering her eyelids as the vision of him seesawing his colossal dick in and out of the fervently climaxing Mrs. Grayson had made her pussy spasm as well as her juices left it in long, sizeable squirts that splash across the floor in front of her, her fingers now being employed to hold the lips of her gushing honeypot apart whilst watching how Ian thrust himself balls-deep into her ass one last time before stopping what he was doing and tossing his head back whilst releasing a guttural bellow that mixed with the increased volume of the analised brunette’s ecstatic screams as the two of them made it perfectly clear that he had just begun to pump a staggering amount of creamy jizz into her anal canal, with the two of them quivering against each other as she continued to produce long showers of girlcum from her slit and his balls pulsed obscenely between his legs as they churned out one massive jet of hot, viscid jizz after another.

“So,” Ian asked as his exiting of his cockend from Mrs. Grayson’s anus sent a thick stream of his balljuice pulsing out through her stretched asshole to run down towards her pussy, “is there any good reason why I shouldn’t abandon you and go fuck Miss Taylor instead?”