sex of course

"Susanne, stand behind your desk and put your hands on it. You are very horny," said Damon.

The MILF teacher walked behind her desk, moved her chair out of the way and bent over slightly to put her hands on the desk. Damon could see her breathing more heavily. He walked up behind her and started stroking her firm ass through her satin panties.

"This is getting you hot. You love this!" he said. He heard a slight moan leave his teacher's lips and her back arch and stiffen a bit. He continued massaging her great ass. He then gave her ass a pert smack before pulling down her panties.

Susanne stepped out of her panties and spread her legs a bit. She was rather wet now.

"Don't worry. You know we won't get caught," said Damon. "Now undo your bra and massage your bare tits."

Without a word, the teacher did as she was told and was soon massaging her firm breasts.

"Are you on birth control?"

"No, after my second child, I had my tubes tied."

"Very good, now beg me to fuck you like a dog!"

"Oh Damon, please, pleasssee fuck me like a dog! Please!"

"If you insist." Damon dropped his pants and boxers and soon had his rock hard penis thrusting in Susanne's wet cunt. He grabbed her hips as his teacher bent forward more. Soon he was thrusting away as Susanne moaned louder and louder.

"You...love...this! You love taking it like this! Say it!"

"I love this!" she said between moans.

After several minutes, Damon shot his load. He finished up and slapped Susanne's ass once more for good luck.

"Now get on your knees, thank me for the greatest fuck of you life, and lick my cock clean."

The teacher got on her knees. "Thank you, Damon, that was the best fuck of my life!" she said with a smile before licking him clean.

After he had pulled his pants back up, Damon had two girls come lick Susanne clean before going back to make out.

Damon stood before the class. Wendy and Heather were covered in cum with a few boys left before each. "OK students, I was never here today. Everything you did, you did of your own free will. Wendy and Heather, you love being covered in cum. You will go to parties together for the next four years and see who can get the most cum sprayed on her. You will not wash off this cum until after you get home, but go about your day thinking no one will notice. If you parents ask what you did, you sill simply say you had a cock-sucking contest after school and to determine the winner, you had to have the boys ejaculate on you."

"Class, five minutes before the bell, anyone with a cellphone camera get pics of Wendy and Heather covered in cum and send them to all of your friends."

He turned to Ms. Arlen. "Give me your cell phone number in case I want a booty call. You will masturbate tongiht as you remember me fucking you. This was the greatest fuck of you life. Help the girls with their French kissing until the bell rings."

Susanne wroter he cell number on a scrap of paper and handed it to Damon. She smiled and finished dressing before heading to a couple of girls.

Damon left. He went to the office and told the administrators to ignore anything unusual they saw or heard today unless it was a fight, bomb threat, or something to do with ****.

The bell rang and students filed into the hall headed for their next class. Damon had lots of fun.

"You," he said pointing to Tom Krezicki, the school top jock, "you love to wear your mom's panties. Now go to class."

Tom gave Damon a go to hell look and walked off.

"You," Damon said to Victoria Dupont, the richest girl in school who never wore the same thing twice in a month, "you love to wear tight polyester pantsuits, large granny panties, ruffled shirts, and colorful cowboy boots and love to wear them as much as possible!"

"Fuck off!" she said before looking down at her outfit and furrowing her brow.