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Gripping the back of Joey's neck, the shop teacher forces his face to his tits own and passionetly kisses him, shoving his tongue deep into his mouth as his hands explore Joey's bikini-clad form. Joey grips his teacher's body with all of his limbs, his legs straddling Brennan around the waist as his hands grope the muscular shoulders and back of the burly man, his naked and hairy flesh tight beneath his clutching digits. Mr. Brennan lifts Joey in his arms, grasping each pert ass cheek in his palms as he turns and sits on his desk, placing Joey on his lap facing him, Brennan's erect cock wedged between the round globes of Joey's posterior. By now Joey's bikini bottoms were scrunched into his ass cheeks and rubbing painfully on the tip of his cock. Squirming from the discomfort, Joey reaches down and unties the left side, the fabric falling away as his hips grind into the monster prick underneath blonde him. Feeling the fabric sliding off of his young fucktoy's body, Mr. Brennan lifts Joey up with one hand, causing Joey to squeal in surprise and admiration, and positions his cock head directly at the entrance to the well-used fuckhole so very recently exposed to the free air. Keeping Joey suspended, Mr. Brennan grabs the vasoline jar and tries to untwist it with one hand, cursing as he keeps flubbing his grip on the thing. Joey giggles and reaches down, removing it from his fist and opening it. "Let me get that for you." The words exit his throat without seeming to touch his lips, audible as a soft purr as Joey spoons a liberal amount of greasy-yellow lube from the container onto two digits and slathers it onto Mr. Brennan's dick with his right hand, his left gripping his teacher's shoulder to steady himself. Grunting, Mr. Brennan squeezes the base of his cock with his free hand and slides his fist up and down his shaft a few times before moving it up to Joey's asshole and sliding two fingers deep into his love tunnel, making Joey grunt and push down hard onto Big Boobs the invaders. Satisfied that he was properly prepped for the afternoon's fun, he lowers Joey back onto his lap while simultaneously repositioning and inserting his dick head into Joey's clenching fuckhole. "Oohh, FUCK!" screams Joey, causing Mr. Brennan to slap his hand hard across his mouth, the sound of it reverberating around the shop room as Joey's now tense body slowly slips down Mr. Brennan's fuckstick inch by glorious inch. "Mmhhff," Joey exhales as the base of Mr. Brennan's cock makes contact with the pillowy cushions of his ass, the Teacher's hand still gripped firmly over Joey's mouth. Hands reaching behind him and placed on either of Mr. Brennan's knees, Joey begins to push himself upward a few inches as his bowels clench over and over around the thick cock inside him. Once his ass no longer rests on thigh, Joey allows himself to fall back down hard, the lovestick poking his insides rubbing his prostate and causing him to shudder involuntarily as he groans loudly. Repeating the process, Joey begins to fuck his teacher slowly. As he picks up his pace, Joey feels Mr. Brennan's hand leave his mouth for a moment and hears the sound of a drawer being opened and closed. Soon, the skirt of his cheerleader outfit is rudely shoved into his mouth. The normal taste and smell of cotton fabric permeates Joey's senses, as well as blowjob the familiar but new essence of Mr. Brennan's come. 'Oh my God, He was jacking off into my skirt while he was on the phone earlier!' The thought sends Joey over the edge and he starts to come, his balls tightening and his cock flaring as the first spurt of come fires up and outward, landing on Mr. Brennan's chin, cheek, and chest. Shaking and sweating as the next burst hits his teacher on the chest, Joey goes limp and falls back down onto the full length of cock, his ass muscles squeezing his colon in rhythmic waves as his body rests, shuddering, on Mr. Brennan's chest. The next half dozen spurts of come shoot between Mr. Brennan's hairy stomach and Joey's heaving chest. Smiling at the top of Joey's bobtailed head, he lefts the seniors limp form and moves him onto the woodpress, his 8.5" cock wedged firmly in Joey's still flexing asshole. Satisfied that his fuckboi is steady, Mr. Brennan begins fucking him roughly, sliding his large fuckstick into Joey's bowels to the hilt with every thrust as Joey's legs wrapped themselves around his hips and tightened. Whimpers came from around the edges of the cheerleader skirt still shoved into Joey's mouth as the slap-slap-slap of flesh on flesh echoed around the shopclass, Mr. Brennan's grunts softly making a counterpoint to each mewl and squeal. As the wooden legs of the woodpress began to rock ever so slightly from the force of the shop teacher's fucking, Joey's toes curled and his back arched upward as he suddenly and forcefully came, his jizz arcing up and out to land on his own face, hot and sticky. Grunts and half-muffled screams sounded from the skirt-stuffed mouth of Joey before he spat it out to moan loudly in freedom. The contractions from Joey's asshole were too much for Mr. Brennan, whose dick suddenly swelled and erupted, sending millions of sperm deep into Joey's ass as Mr. Brennan held their hips together, leaned down, and began to kiss and suck Joey's face, slurping up the boys come as he did so, Joey still Bubble Butt coming and coating their torsos with even more of the sticky white substance. They pressed themselves together for what felt like an eternity but was actually closer to several minutes before pulling apart, the soft -plop- of Mr. Brennan's cock as it slid out of Joey's asshole sounding like a cork going off. They both looked at each other and then laughed at the absurdity of the noise and their position, Mr. Brennan moving towards the cleanup station and throwing Joey a washrag before cleaning himself up with another, then moving to the woodpress and using a fresh handtowel to wipe it down. Getting dressed, Mr. Brennan handed Joey his cheerleader uniform and escorted him out of the building and to their respective cars, Joey hoping behind the wheel of his '96 Honda Civic and winking at Mr. Brennan before screeching off towards home. As Joey turned out of the parking lot and onto the road home, his cell rang again, the 8-bit sounds barely audible over Portishead's Glory Box playing over the sound system. "Heya!" Joey exclaimed into the mouthpiece as he answered the phone. A rough voice came from the earpiece, distorted somewhat, "I saw you and Mr. Brennan today. If you don't want anyone to know about you and he, come to the Oyster Bar alone, tomorrow at midnight. She wasn't sure if she could fall in love with Larry again. What are these sensor detections I am seeing?] He is standing in the archway with his mouth hanging open. “I love you baby, but…, we can’t…, we just can’t!” His eyes got wet and his throat tightened. We got into the back seat of his car then I let him screw me.” She paused briefly then repeated blowjob softly, “Daddy, I let him fuck me.” She put a soft emphasis on ‘fuck’. My blonde own cock was ready to burst. I did, and she began to bounce softly on my hard cock, telling me how good it felt. "What do you want?" Please stop. Bubble Butt David told her to give her notice in at work because she was making more money now, and when she finished this time with Alan we would all have a holiday. My pussy convulsed. 'Yes, Black is much in demand' he said. Brock laughed. The dildo pressed so deep into my cunt and hard against my clit. That’s his actual nickname too. She had felt it break inside her, her ability to ever again feel joy. “I need to get out of this top.” Then put the can down and reached down to the hem of her top. “...Teach me.” He said, his Big Boobs cheeks crimson. Liam's cock was still deep inside his sister, his hips rolling as he made little short thrusts into her still spasming pussy. “I think I’ll keep her for now.” Beth gasped and shook her head no but the cock was persistent and continued to slide in and out of the sloppy passage. I saw on the bed the salwar-kameez, bras and panty she wore and removed before she went to bath. Ronnie agreed that she too, was cool with it all and said she could see them all getting together again, in the future. “I don’t ever listen to gossip.” Olivia replied, taking a bite out of a peach she brought with her. A few minutes later I felt my own orgasm coming. Her thoughts immediately fizzled out and she forgot what she was doing. “Fire all that jizz in me! I love it!” Beside him, the small woman lay panting, recovering from her explosive orgasm. This docile, beautiful brunette. Before I even realized it I shouted
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