Brenda. Me. Izolde. Me. Brenda. Me.I swallowed, the sounds echoing through the classroom as my balls brimmed with cum. I ached to just explode. This s...xy teacher was disciplining me, and I wanted more. Craved more. I wished she was my mommy-succubus. She used to spank me as a child. She could do it now that I was nineteen.But I was her Master. I should be spanking her, right?The hand slapped down on my ass. I grunted, the pain burning across my butt-cheek. The desk creaked as I shifted. I. My stomach was churning…”Sorry I took so long Jim, but yes, you can give me a ride home if you would like.” “I get off in about 10 minutes and you can pick me up at the rear of the building if you would.”“Sure Francesca, I’ll be there waiting”She walked back towards the restaurant and I thought I was going to cum in my pants.Dam…what am I going to talk to her about. I certainly can’t say I saw her at the park today…just small talk…don’t be pushy.I pulled around to the back of the restaurant and. But if I do, you have to promise me my husband never finds out. I smiled, and took off my overcoat. Good. Lets get down to business then. First, I want to see what Ill be working with. Take off your shirt and bra. Slowly, she removed her long sleeved shirt, revealing a normal white bra holding her perfect C cup tits. A quick unhook later and I witnessed their full glory. I walked towards her and cupped them in my hands. She gave out a sigh of reluctance and regret. Very nice, I smiled, Now,. I kissed her neck. She groaned again, this time saying, “Yes, yes, yes.”“You’re fucking soaked, Beck.” I pointed out as my fingers found their way to her center. She nodded and bit her lower lip. “Does it need to get fucked?” I asked. She nodded again. As I teased her with my left hand I ran my right hand down the back of her leggings and started to spread her supple ass open. Her eyes rolled back. I teased each of her holes with separate fingers and she ground against my dueling hands,.