He withdrew some way to let her catch her breath, and pushed forwards when he sensed she was ready. XXNX The doors, which were as unreliable as the rest of this cheaply built place, suddenly swang open once more to present the class with this scene, and they laughingly made the same motions: holding their hands down in front of them and pumping their hips forward and backward in imitation of him. He felt movement, and then a wet sensation on his cock, but carried on kissing Teacher. He felt rather than saw her lips part widely around his head. He paused, then pushed, and she cried out as the bunch separated just a little. Juices streamed from her now, wetting her inner thighs and dripping between her bum cheeks as he rammed into her again and again, causing her breasts to rock sharply up and down. Her hand moved up the tanned, inner thigh to the slit at the top. A tight wet glove, never giving way too easily, always resisting at first, but then happily giving in, stretching, becoming used to him Once more out, then in again, a little deeper, out again, then in again, using his momentum to own her, to dominate her with his prick.
