It was only a question if time, surley? My long blonde hairwas grabbed, and feeling as if it was being torn from the roots, my face pulledup out of it... recess and made to look forward. There before me was my mistress,and in one hand you held your skirts hem, and had lifted it high. I could seeyou shaven mound and in your other hand you held what to me looked like a smallplastic penis. You ran the toy through the juices of your honey pot, and thenhanded to penis, glistening with your juices, to. And actually girls toilets were behind our classroom and it’s totally not visible to the front. And I went behind the class and as our class was in third floor we had nice lake behind the building and had a nice view.While having a nice view I wanted to take selfie while taking selfie I heard some female tone nearby somewhere. And just was curious to know. So went here and there to find and the toilet door was open. And I just wanted to cross check. I really was not sure if I was going to be. There was no more of anything remotely considered foreplay. I was being spit roasted and loved it. Suddenly, without any build up, I exploded. Cumming hard, screaming around Mr. Malone's cock. This caused him to spew into my throat. I swallowed it all. He chuckled.“If I hire you that is the last cum you will have inside you. It looks so much hotter if it covers you.” I could only nod. “Do you do anal?” For a moment I panicked. The size of cocks in the studio would hurt. However, I knew one "no". . that feels so good. Do you like touching them?" Chuck felt the weight of her breasts with Lynn bent over. "I like looking at them, but touching is even better." He lowered his hand. "Bend over more until your breast is back in my hand." Lynn followed his instruction and bent over resting her breast in his hand. He squeezed her ripe breast again. "God, Chuck keep touching me. You are really learning the game fast." She stood up in front of him. He cupped both breasts and moved his hands down.