Not my teacher..not Mr. Krisner..’ wobbled her voice. She couldn’t get a good look at him, as tears were flowing out of her eyes like a furious ri...er. Wiping ferociously at her eyes, Ana managed to finally get a good glimpse of her..teacher? He seemed barely 24, fresh out of college. Eagerness and excitement reflected in his eyes, unlike so many of the teachers in her school whose eyes had dulled with the unfairness of life. And then there was that slick English accent. His eyes met hers, and. “It must feel really amazing to have it inside something warm and wet like that.”“Er, yeah. Yeah it must.”He just looked at me for a moment. “Well, let's find out.” Pushing his hand up inside the leg of my shorts, he took hold of me again, but this time with no fabric between his hand and my once more stiffened member. Pulling the skin gently and slowly as he'd learned from me minutes before, he looked at it with fascination, before lowering his head and starting to lick around the end of it.. She quickly ushered him inside and helped him remove his soaking wet jacket, both of them laughing at his predicament. She hung up his jacket then offered him a seat on her luxurious black leather sofa, this he accepted without hesitation. She then walked into the kitchen to make them both a hot drink. She was just about to turn around to ask him what he would like to drink when she felt his presence behind her.She was startled by his sudden closeness and he gently touched both her arms to. He grabbed my hair and increased pace, while still in eye contact with me. He rammed his cock deeper and deeper until I felt his balls hitting my chin and tears running down my eyes from the effort. I couldn’t believe I had fit the whole thing in my mouth. He pulled out to give me a breather and then continued. His cock violently rammed in and out of my mouth. It pulsated and grew in my mouth and I did everything in my power to make him come. Just when I thought he would, he stopped.