For a good couple of minutes he kept up the harsh pounding of my mouth as I began to squirm about trying to ease the assault of my mouth when he final...y backed off and pulling me up a bit "You like having your fuckin' mouth fucked don't you whore?" he asked me. I looked up at him and having gained a little more breath, "Yes, yes" I answered "This fuckin' whore loves to have her mouth cock fucked by a fuckin' hard cock" I added. Several more slaps to my face followed and then he reached down. “Clean the floor in the classroom.”“Sure!” I didn’t think she’d go for it. I was going to go home, but I suppose I could stay and grade papers here for a while. “Where is the mop?”“There’s one in the closet.” I point to the door at the back of the classroom. She quickly goes over and opens the door. “I’ll just be grading papers.”“Okay” she says. She gets a mop and a bucket. She leaves the classroom to fill it up with water. I make my way back to my desk and start grading papers. 2 minutes later. The cum simply didn't seem to ever end. It covered her face and tits, and ran down her grasping fingers to his balls. All Steve could do was lay there pumping his cock in and out of her milking fingers, enjoying the feelings of pleasure that rushed through him as it continued to errupt in hot squirts of sticky cream. Finally, it was over, and Jean licked the last few drops of cum from the head of his cock and trembled at the pleasure it gave her. She raised herself up and swung her leg. His breathing was still regular, his eyes closed and his whole body seemed to be at ease. Feeling a little bolder, she found the opening in front of his boxer and let her other hand slide through it. Grabbing the now semi hard cock, she managed to pull it out through the hole and then stopped to admire it for a moment. She started to wonder if she had ever seen it before. Of course she had seen it when he was in the shower or at other times when he'd been changing. But had she ever seen it hard.