None at all sadly

There were, it seemed, not longer than five minutes of the lesson left. Miss Stark had noticed this too, ever the professional, and pulled the two cocks she currently had jammed into her mouth from their location, fisting them instead, while she addressed the class from her knees.

?Five minutes left, class,? Miss Stark announced in a voice loud enough to be heard across the classroom, ?this place has to be tidy before we leave. Make sure your work is back in your art folders or in a safe place, easels cleared away in the corner. Jennifer, you?re in charge of the recording equipment.?

Ian looked almost despairingly at Kathy as Miss Stark spoke, upset to have been denied the opportunity to tangle with the killer-bodied brunette again. Kathy seemed similarly affected, casting a mournful glance at Ian?s massive, sperm-dripping cock as she removed her hands from the act of stretching her perfect buttocks and instead placed them on her hips, turning to face Ian.

Ian was reminded of the mind-blowingly sultry look she had given him when she had first raised her hand in class to protest at the perceived unfairness of Jennifer?s cock-spanking, and if anything Kathy?s current pose was hotter, adorned as she was with a glistening decoration of cum in various strategic places on her body. Her slender white shirt was actually soaked in cum and see-through, so that every wanton curve of her massive tits could be seen in perfect detail, the sopping material plastered against her heaving chest. There was a single splash of cum that was horizontal on her midriff, the line of gooey liquid lying atop the golden skin of the muscularly ripped skin of her toned abs. Her face had pretty much escaped a splattering, although there were patches here and there where she had been a little messy while cum-swapping with Sam, and a little rope of jizz dangled decorously from her chin.

Students bustled around them, beginning to fall to the task of replacing materials in their proper places and making Miss Stark?s room presentable as Kathy spoke to Ian.

?Mr White, I?ve developed a bit of a crush on you.?

?Is that right?? said Ian, enjoying a teacher-student conversation of the like he could never be allowed to have anywhere else other than this particular school.

?Oh yes, sir. Quite a big one. Huge, in fact??

Ian noticed once again that Kathy?s gaze had wandered a little and she was in fact addressing his cock.

?I like to get gangbanged, sir. But with you, it?s like a whole gangbang in one person??

?Oh fuck!? came a voice from the doorway.

It was Miss Taylor. Standing there, her eyes popping out of her head, was the busty blonde head of supply, still clad in her regulation skintight PVC catsuit and ponygirl hood. She surveyed the room, a smile playing of her plump lips.

?Well, I can see this has been quite the double lesson??

Jennifer, Sam, Alyssa and Vicky had all been hugely cumsplattered and were wearing their new paintjobs with pride as they busied themselves around the room. Miss Stark, leaning at the front of her desk and supervising proceedings from there was in a similar state.

Miss Taylor entered and looked at the few pieces of artwork still displayed on the easels, admiring the various depictions of Ian?s huge shaft intruding into Miss Stark?s asshole.

?I see the pills are having their effect,? she said as she approached Ian, who was beginning to dress himself again.

?The pupils too?? said Ian, as Kathy stood next to him, the boobed catholic schoolgirl beaming with pride.

?Kathy?s one of our high achievers,? said Miss Taylor. ?She?s going to go far. Not many girls at this school can get a cock to blow its load all over their tits just by looking at the poor boy a certain way.?

Miss Stark arrived at Miss Taylor?s side. Her tits and face were fully glazed, smeared with thick deposits of cum. Ropes of it dripped from her fingers.

?How was the model?? Miss Taylor asked Miss Stark, indicating Ian.

?He was great,? said Miss Stark, leaning in and punctuating the short sentence with a sloppy, tongue filled kiss with Miss Taylor, roping her tongue into the blonde?s mouth. As they separated, Ian noticed that their faces were joined with six or seven slender strands of cum that stretched form chin to cheek and nose to nose. ?Please tell me he?ll be here with me the rest of the day.?

?Afraid not,? said Miss Taylor, ?I?ve come to take him to the staff room now for break, and then he?ll be teaching elsewhere.?

?I?m perfectly capable of taking him there, Miss Taylor,? suggested Kathy. ?Why don?t you let me show him the way??

Miss Taylor looked from Ian to Kathy, and then smiled. ?That would help me a little, actually, I have to dash off and meet a student?s parents in five minutes. I don?t want to be late. Would that be ok, Mr White??

?Fine,? said Ian, buttoning his shirt, mentally thinking that from the way Kathy was looking at him he would be unbuttoning it again soon.

?Morning break is half an hour,? said Miss Taylor. ?I?ll see you shortly in the staff room Mr White.?

The bell went for the end of the lesson. Miss Taylor made her way out of the room, just as a number of pupils also left for break, notwithstanding their various states of messiness.

Kathy looked at Ian, ?come with me to my locker, sir. I need to get changed??

?What about the staff room??

Kathy looked at him as if butter wouldn?t melt in her mouth, ?don?t you want to see me get changed, sir? You can dress me however you want. Dressing up and getting gangbanged ? my things.?

Ian decided that was something he really wouldn?t mind seeing at all.