Ian gets some help

“Candy,” Ian tried to get her attention, but it was to no avail. Either Candy was so focused on coating his heavy balls with her saliva that she hadn’t heard him, or she was having so much fun that she’d simply chosen to ignore him. Either way, Ian was left to feel as though he was the victim of some insane cosmic joke as it dawned on him that he was now being presented with two choices on what was to happen to him, with the worse of them being to have one of the most impossibly gorgeous women he’d ever seen continue her worshipping of his balls.

“Really, Mr. White, what’s with the procrastination?” Gina teased Ian, her voice suddenly turning much more **** as she added “Giselle’s going to think that you don’t like her…”

“Uhhh…” Ian replied, gesturing at Candy as if to give Gina a reason as to why he had stormed over to where Giselle was leaning forwards and lodged his cock up her spit-lubed asshole.

“Might you perhaps appreciate some assistance?” Gina smiled at the vigorous nodding of Ian’s head that her question resulted in, and then grabbed Giselle, still quite taken by first having had Ian’s ginormous fuckpole pumped in and out of her tight, wet slit and then being subjected to the deft swirling of Miss Taylor’s tongue, by the hand and brought her over to where Candy had just succeeded in sucking one of Ian’s balls into her mouth, the size of the sperm-churning orb causing her cheeks to bulge outwards in a most obscene fashion.

“Lily,” having brought Giselle up in front of the latest addition to the school’s faculty, Miss Taylor now chose to focus on how Lily was turning Zoe into a quivering, moaning mess by stabbing two fingers in and out of the spectacular blonde slut’s hairless slit, “I don’t think that’s how you apply make-up.”

Miss Taylor then lost all interest in goading Lily into resuming her chores when she heard the muted thump which accompanied Ian’s cockhead slapping down onto Giselle’s juicy ass, with the horny head of supply looking on how Ian caused the blunt tip of his member to slide down the cleft between Giselle’s buttocks by pushing his own ass out behind him as far as Candy allowed him to.

Standing about one foot away from where the business-end of Ian’s humungous fucktool was pressing against Giselle’s ringpiece, prompting the leggings-wearing brunette to release a throaty gasp which brought about a thick gush of precum from Ian’s cumhole which served both to further intensify her gasp and to improve the lubrication of her asshole that Gina had already provided it with, Gina felt her pussy tingle as she watched how Ian began to propel his hips forwards again.

“Oh shit…” Gina groaned out her appreciation of the sight of Ian’s cockhead forcing Giselle’s elastic cinnamon ring apart until it could slide through it, the momentum which he had built up during the few seconds of struggling resulting in the first couple of inches of his thick, vein-corded shaft following in after the meaty crown of his prick, with the whole process resulting in Candy finally being **** to relinquish her hold of his nuts.

With Candy ending up prone on the ground, hemmed in between Miss Taylor and Ian, the thing which really caught hold of Gina’s attention was the vision of Ian’s cock being swallowed up by Giselle’s bunghole, a sight which Gina found immensely appealing, to the point that she wasn’t far behind Giselle in arousal.

Giselle meanwhile was in dire need of some support, since the feelings that having Ian’s gargantuan member rammed into her anus caused her to experience was enough to make her legs tremble while her pussy more or less went pop as a thick stream of girlcum poured out of it.

Eager to find something to console herself with after losing her control of Ian’s jizz-bloated ballsack, Candy rose up on her knees in front of Gina, her heavy tits pressing against her blonde friend’s legs as she brought her mouth into contact with her puffy cunt, lapping at it with her cunt in a concentrated effort to make her mimic Giselle’s squirting.

With Giselle standing in front of him with her knees slightly bent and her back dropping forwards somewhat, Ian reached round with his hands to grab hold of her tits, providing them both with some much-needed stability as he began to thrust his steel-hard cock in and out of her asshole, with each passing of his fucktool through her stretched ringpiece seemingly being more than enough to Giselle in a state of uninterrupted climaxing.

A few yards away from Ian, Lily had spent a good two seconds considering whether or not she should return to fixing up Zoe’s makeup, and then squatted down in front of her school-mate and began licking her pussy.

She only got to do so for a few seconds however before Zoe had pushed her down onto her back and had mounted her so that her pussy was thrust into Lily’s face while she was free to start lapping at her slit, with the two ravenous teens quickly becoming engaged in some rather overt acts of bilateral lesbianism.

Realizing that the way in which Candy’s tongue was buried inside her twat was going to make her start screaming at any moment, Gina went on to shut herself up by groping her left tit with her hand and hoisting the massive orb so that she could close her lips around her small, hard nipple, heightening the level of **** with which she was sucking on it as she began to coat Candy’s face with her outpouring honey.

Still struggling to decide what to focus on, Louise was currently keeping the camera aimed at Ian and Giselle, with Misses Taylor and Griffiths appearing in the back of shot. It was a wise choice, because she got to observe through the lens how Ian extracted his fiercely throbbing cock from Giselle’s ass and let go off her tits, allowing Giselle to collapse onto the ground like a ragdoll that had just lost all its support.

Looking for a fresh target, Ian spotted it in the shape of Louise, and the brunette had barely enough time to put the camera down on the ground before a loud, sleek-sounding noise was heard as a thick surge of cum shot out of Ian’s cumhole to fly towards her.