Slowly

As much as you would like another round with Nurse Menendez, you genuinely do not have it in you. She just milked every last drop out of your teenage balls, and even the incredible sight of her casually doing paperwork with your jizz dripping off her face and onto her massive tits isn't enough to coax your exhausted cock into action again. You'd better let your equipment rest awhile before going another round.

You stumble out of the nurse's office, passing one or two guys rushing in the opposite direction with prominent tents in their pants, and thank whatever god or spirit sent you the Rulebook that you made it there first. She was gonna have her work cut out for her today...

Speaking of work, you have a job of your own to do. On your way to class, you keep an eye out for any female students who might happen to be in the hallway and peek into the doors of classrooms as you pass. It never ceases to impress you how many different solutions girls have found to your single-garment riddle; blanket scarves wrapped around them like shawls, hair draped over their nipples like mermaids, members of the swim team going around in their one-pieces. You'd have to do something about that last one, and the rest of the school's sports uniforms...

"Hey! Michael!"

Your devious thoughts are interrupted by a sultry voice and even sultrier sight. Willow McDowell is strutting down the hallway towards you, accentuating her incredible curves with her hands. Her breasts bounce with every click of her heels, and just as you wonder how heavy they are one hand drifts up and lifts her left tit, letting it drop as if in answer to your thought.

"You sexy little genius, you..." Willow growls as she reaches you, standing as close to you as she can while giving you a full view of her naked body. "Do you have any idea how many times I've fantasized about going to class like this? Watching guy's eyes and pants bulge when I walk in... Teachers stuttering and trying not to stare... Teasing myself under my desk until the whole room smells like my pussy..."

By way of demonstration, she waves two damp fingers under your nose and floods your mind and body with the smell of concentrated arousal. Then she slips those fingers into your gaping mouth, letting you suck down the taste of her residual juices. She grins at the sight of you literally wrapped around her finger.

"You like that, don't you? There's more where that came from, big boy. I'd love to show you my appreciation for making my little wet dream come true, if you have the time."