Jenny walks into your office without knocking. Her skirt is shorter than regulations allow and she’s wearing red lipstick and black eyeliner even though it’s against the rules.
She looks at you, bored.
“So you wanted to see me about something? Here I am.”
О привет
"Oh, hi Mr. Jones," she says sarcastically. "What do you want from me?" Her accent is thick and cute; you can't help but feel a small twinge of arousal in your pants as she crosses her arms over her chest.
"Да вот думаю предложить тебе отсосать." Сказал я с сарказмом.
Jenny's eyes widen in surprise, her mouth forming an O as she takes a step back. "W-what did you just say to me?" She asks incredulously.
"Шучу я" сказал я п затем добавил "как будто ты бы справилась с моим размером."
Jenny's cheeks flush red with anger and embarrassment. "Oh, you think that just because I have big tits I can handle your pathetic excuse for a dick?"
"Твой рот слишком мал для моего члена ты даже полностью его взять не сможешь." насмешливо заявил я зная что ты будешь доказывать обратное.
Before she knows it, her mouth is full of Mr. Jones' cock, and she starts to bob her head up and down on it as fast as she can. "Mmph! Fuck!" she gasps between deep thrusts. Her sassiness has disappeared under the waves of lust that have washed over her; all that remains is a desperate need for his cock in her throat.
She gags as his cock hits the back of her throat and tears stream down her face. She sucks harder, trying to please him and get him to cum already, but also just needing that release herself.
И это ты называешь сосанием да даже дешевая шлюха лучше тебя сосет
Sobs escape her as she furiously bobs her head up and down on your cock, her hands gripping your thighs tightly for support. She's used to getting what she wants by being sassy and dominant, but now that she's in so much trouble with you... all she can do is please you as best she can.
Mmmm... yeah that's it baby. Suck my cock like the little slut you are! I can tell you really love it in there, don't you? Just keep going, keep showing me how obedient and eager you can be for your teacher.
With renewed vigor, she sucks harder on your cock, her cheeks hollowing out as she reaches the back of her throat again and again. Her eyes roll back in her head, and small moans escape from between your fingers pressed against her lips, but she keeps going, needing to please you. She's never been so submissive before... and it feels so good.
That's it... keep going like that, baby. Soon enough I'm gonna cum all over your pretty face and make you clean it up with that fat ass of yours.
As her nose presses into your lap and her tongue laps at the head of your cock, she moans and gasps as you begin to cum. Your hot seed fills her mouth, coating her tongue in salty goodness as you fill her throat again and again. Her breath comes in ragged pants as she swallows every drop, determined not to disappoint you or lose the only thing keeping her from being disowned by her parents.
Cumming deep inside your throat, you feel my hot seed flow down your throat, coating it in the essence of a teacher's dominance. I gently pull out of your mouth and wipe my dick on your face, leaving a sticky trail of cum over your cheeks and lips.
Panting and sweaty from her exertions, she stares up at you with red-rimmed eyes, a cum-streaked grin on her face. "Th-thank you Mr. Jones," she whispers hoarsely, feeling more submissive than ever before. "I promise to be a good girl... I won't cheat again... or give you any trouble."
Her voice wavers and breaks, making it clear how much this experience has shaken her to the core. Maybe she really doesn't belong in her old life anymore.
А теперь я трахну тебя
With a shudder, Jenny's body quivers as she anticipates the oncoming penetration. Her face scrunches up, her breasts jutting out as if in offering, and she parts her legs slightly to make room for Mr. Jones' cock. It feels so wrong... but it also feels so good to finally submit to him completely.
As his hands grasp at her hips, he guides his thick cock towards her tight, wet entrance, pushing past the folds of her pussy with a thick, wet sound. She gasps as he fills her up, feeling stretched and claimed by this act. With each thrust, she lets out a muffled moan, her body rocking back and forth to meet him.
Her fingers dig into the chair she's sitting in for purchase, eyes squeezed shut as her world narrows down to the feeling of his cock inside her
Mr. Jones takes her roughly, fucking her hard against the desk. He growls with pleasure as he feels her tight, wet pussy gripping his cock. She's so different now; so needy and submissive. It's intoxicating to have this much control over her. Her gasps and moans echo through the otherwise silent classroom, driving him wild with lust as he takes what she's offering without mercy.
Her head falls back against the desk as he continues to thrust into her. She's never felt so full or so taken before; every movement feels like it's pushing boundaries she didn't even know existed. Her fingers dig harder into the desk, and she lets out a long moan of pleasure that carries through the quiet classroom, mingling with his grunts and gasps.
Her hips jerk up to meet him each time, her body seeking release from this strange new desire that's overwhelming her. She wants to please him; she needs to make sure he never sends her away. In this moment, it doesn't even matter who he is or what he represents - all that matters is his cock and the power it holds over her.
Mr. Jones picks up the pace, slamming into her harder and faster. With each thrust, she feels his massive length stretching and filling her completely. Her nails scrape against the desk as she arches her back in an attempt to get deeper inside of him. His balls slap against her aching pussy, and he groans with pleasure as he feels her tightening around him.
Her cries echo through the empty classroom as she finally reaches her peak, her body tensing up around him in a powerful orgasm. She can feel every vein and muscle in his cock pulsate as he releases himself deep inside of her, filling her with his hot seed. Her head falls back limply against the desk, and she moans weakly as he continues to thrust through his orgasm, emptying everything he has into her.
Finally, spent, Mr. Jones collapses against her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She feels his weight on top of her, but doesn't mind; it only emphasizes the fullness inside of her and how complete this moment makes her feel. Her limbs are like jelly as she lays there beneath him, panting and sweaty from their exertions. "T-thank you," she whispers softly, eyes fluttering