Randy lays some pipe.

Breathing harder, Ms. Harris pumps Randy's cock harder as she moans,

"God! I need some hard fucking, right now! Fuck me you fucking studs!" as her hands pump faster on Randy's cock.

Grinning, Randy pushes Ms. Harris onto her back, with one hand pulling her leg over, forcing her to turn over onto her belly. Shifting himself on the couch, Randy kneels between her legs, and with his strong hands pulls her waist up, leaving her legs spread wide. The view of her glistening pussy lips is so inviting. Randy sticks a finger between those pussy lips, wiggling it around to test the wetness.

"Fucking hell! She's wet as a fucking river, man!" Randy tells you. He returns his fingers to play with her clit as you bend over, down to take a closer look. Randy uses his other hand to give himself a few last hand pumps before he takes his hand back and rises on his knees to place the end of his engorged cock upon Ms. Harris' slick pussy lips.

She moans her approval as Randy gently pokes in and out of her pussy with his cock, but after a few light thrusts, Ms. Harris thrusts her hips back harder, begging for more cock inside her. Your erection begins to harden again, and you resume stroking yourself, as you watch Randy starting to lay pipe into Ms. Harris' pussy. He thrusts long strokes into her wet pussy, the wet slurping sounds signal how much she’s flowing.

Randy thrusts hard into her pussy, to the hilt of his cock, as Ms. Harris lets loose a loud cry of pleasure. Urged on, Randy thrusts more forcefully, causing the slutty teacher to lift herself on her elbows to counter his strong thrusts. She turns her face to look over her shoulder, moaning to urge Randy faster and harder into her pussy. Randy complies, the sweat on his forehead glistening, as he pumps into her faster than ever before. His grunts are increasing with intensity, as you jerk yourself harder, watching the two fucking like dogs on the now wet couch.

She turns her head back slightly to watch you jerking off, she cries out to you,

"Come on me! Come all over me you fucking hot thing!" she begs. This motivates you to pump yourself as hard as Randy is pounding her pussy. You feel your balls tightening once more, as the slut's cries become screams. Randy's fucking her from behind like a jackhammer on concrete, the slapping louder and harder.

You howl with your eyes rolling back into your head, as you feel your balls releasing their goods, as you blow your cum all over her face, pumping everywhere into her hair, on her chin, one blob hitting home into her mouth, and another hitting her eye brow. The impact of your cum hitting her face sends her over the edge of ecstasy, as she orgasms with powerful jerks and contortions.

"Oh god! Oh my fucckkinggg god!" She hollers, as she arches her back up and onto Randy's cock. Randy couldn't take any more, as he gave one final thrust into her quaking cunt, releasing his sticky goo into her hot box. Randy collapses onto Ms. Harris' back, sending the two of them sprawling over the length of the couch.

You are the first to recover, getting changed and leaving the two almost passed out lovers on the couch. You go to the door and carefully look out down the corridor, checking for signs, seeing if someone heard you. No one seems to be around as you quietly step out of the room, closing the door behind you. With light steps you make your way down, your hand trailing over the lockers for support.

"You are sooo busted, mister." A voice calls out from across the corridor. Hiding behind a locker, someone steps out into the light. You quiver to yourself, recognizing the person as you reply,

"Uh huh... let me explain it..."