Fuck me harder and faster.” Brian was thrusting his cock deeper and faster into my wet pussy. “I’m fucking coming. Holy Fuck!” I had a huge...orgasm. With that, Brian pumped a few more times and came inside of me. He filled my pussy with his hot cream. I was always impressed with all his come. The man might be in his sixties, but he sure could fuck. “Put your panties back on and get dressed. I want my come dripping into your panties. Wear the red bra, red thong, red garter, and tan hold ups. I was nearly humping my fingers with my body, so much so that the wood chair was wet with my own juices. I was completely unconscious of the noise I was making. From anyone who was walking by the door it would be incredibly obvious what I was doing in the room. I was completely focused on my own body. I guess I hadn't heard the door open and only realized someone else was in the room when she cleared her throat. "Ahem" I turned around and standing at the doorway was my history teacher. She. She had known that he would spurt soon after entering her. "What happened?!" she asked in mock surprise. "You didn't even ask if you could cum!" "I'm sorry, Shawna! It came so suddenly, and I was so excited." "I would have said yes if you had asked me," she lied. "Since you were denied for a month." He was still erect inside her. "Can we try again, Shawna?" She smiled. "What's the rule if you cum without permission?" His cock twitched inside her, which she noticed. "I have to make it up to. Billy! That rat. I may have discovered something better than his sorry attempts at lovemaking, but that didn’t let him off the hook, not by a long shot. I needed some way to show him that there was no way I’d ever be with him again. Some sort of slap in the face, like he’d done to me. Suddenly I had a brain flash – since he’d used a camera to betray me, it was only fitting that I use one to enlighten him. Dad had bought a fancy new video camera for his trip, and I hoped that he’d left his old.