8 comments/ 143082 views/ 34 favorites Sarah Price: Slut Teacher By: TheDarkCloud The music in the club was pounding loud. Really loud. The kind of noise that meant you had to virtually put your mouth to your friend's ear and shout to even speak to them. Which when a sexy girl like Sarah Price did to another sexy girl Like Lisa Duncan made them look very, very erotic. Especially to boozed up young men. It was a fact not lost on either Sarah or Lisa. Katy Perry's "I Kissed A Girl" was the song pounding through the club, quite appropriate as Sarah's mouth left Lisa's ear. Sarah turned and smiled a wicked, knowing smile at the three young men standing staring open mouthed at them. And well should they be open mouthed both Lisa and Sarah were stunners. Lisa was a short blonde with a gravity defying cleavage while Sarah was a slightly taller, slim woman with light brown hair, twinkling eyes and the figure of a model. One of the lads in particular took Sarah's eye, the one in the middle of the three and tall dark haired guy that looked really well built, just how man-eater Sarah liked them. He was holding his bottle by the neck and openly checking out her legs (no wonder in the tiny black dress she was wearing). Lisa had turned to chat to a girl friend that had passed their table so Sarah flashed him a wide, welcoming smile and patted the seat next to her. She wanted to meet this young buck. She was a little drunk but knew what she was doing and as soon as the entranced guy sat down next to her she leaning in close to his ear, licked it then whispered into it. "Don't bother introducing yourself love or offering to buy me a drink, meet you by the ladies toilets over there in thirty seconds and I'll give you the fuck of your life." Without another word Sarah got to her feet and strutted away leaving a stunned looking guy behind. He quickly recovered his wits though and after waiting ten seconds or so was after her through the crowded night club. As she saw him approach she smiled and took a quick look in the toilets, there were just a couple of girls in there by the sinks it wasn't likely to get less crowded than that. As soon as he reached her she grabbed his hand and led him into the toilets and straight into the nearest cubicle. The girls at the sinks saw them going in their mirrors and laughed knowing what was going on there, neither Sarah not the guy could have cared less. Even as she was sliding the bolt home Sarah was pulling off her thin, black dress revealing that she wore nothing else at all beneath (saved time she had found), she kissed the lad forcibly on the lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth, holding eye contact for as long as she could before she slid down onto her knees and began unzipping his trousers. Naturally enough he allowed her to get on with things, after all it appeared she more than knew what she was doing. She easily slipped his growing dick from his pants and gave it a quick lick and smiled as it stiffened immediately. Sarah gave the shaft of his dick a few swift tugs until his helmet was nicely past his foreskin before finally popping it into her wet, waiting mouth. An electric shiver went through the sexy teacher, just the thought of doing something so dirty and nasty as to suck the cock of a guy she didn't even know the name of gave her an immense thrill. The kick she got from these filthy little sexual adventures she liked to stage on her weekend nights out were what kept her going. Part of the buzz was because in her day job as a Geography teacher she was so timid and quiet and, well, unremarkable. This side of her life, hidden from her family and colleagues, gave her such a release, it was almost like a drug to her. A variety of noises came from beyond the cubicle door, Girls laughing, arguing and shrieking all with a back drop of thumping dance music. As Sarah sucked the guy's dick so deep into her mouth that she could feel his balls touch against her chin, she could even hear two girls out there discussing what was going on in the cubicle. "Did you see that slut drag that guy in there? Could she be any more blatant? Look! Look! You can see her feet, the bitch is obviously on her knees sucking him off!" God, hearing her being discussed like that as she blew gave this guy head was such a turn on! As she knelt there sucking hard her hands left his member and skilfully peeled off his remaining clothes. She was not here just for oral and they would just get in the way. He certainly raised no objection. After some minutes of tangled struggles he was as naked as Sarah and she reluctantly released his slippery dick from her lips. There was no question that Sarah was in control of things and she pulled herself to her feet while squeezing his dick, kissed him fiercely then turned her back to him and braced herself against the cubicle door. He gave a sigh of lust as she looked over her shoulder at him, smiled and uttered those immortal words. "I love it from behind, as hard and rough as you like you are not getting out of her until we both cum." He did not need to be asked twice, he wrapped his arms around Sarah, gripping tightly into her soft, fleshy tits after he had guided his throbbing cock into her soaking wet slit. He was noisy and rough as he fucked her, she was just as loud and anyone else in the rest rooms would know for sure there was a couple fucking in that cubicle but they just didn't care. Sarah's pussy felt like it was on fire with arousal and every hard stroke of his cock deep inside her just stoked the flames further. They both came within moments of each other, the desperate need for relief in them too much to keep in for very long. Sarah's was a noisy, moaning climax all the more so as she could feel his cum inside her and starting to slowly slide down her inner thighs. After she had climaxed Sarah hung onto the frame of the door to keep from dropping to her knees in exhaustion while the guy hurriedly got dressed behind her. He whispered his thanks in her ear as she squeezed past her and out the unbolted door as she sank back onto the toilet seat to slip her dress on. The looks she got from the assembled crowd of girls as she emerged, flushed and with cum streaks on her legs made it all worthwhile, what is was to be the subject of such unfettered envy. * That latest of Sarah's one stands was also the last of those Summer holidays. Her time staying with her old school friends in Brighton was over and she sadly had to go back to Bristol and her teaching for the new school year. She gave a big sigh as she entered the school gates, the holidays were over and so for a while was her secret life as a sex crazy nymphomaniac. It was not easy to reconcile the two aspects of Sarah's life. On the one hand she was a very quiet, hard working teacher that enjoyed what she did and took great pleasure in teaching children that wanted to learn. On the other hand she had a great desire for sex buried within her and she was not strong enough to be able to completely ignore it. She could control it to some extent. Could last weeks without sex if need be as long as she had the knowledge that it was upcoming. She was not interested in settling down to a long term relationship. That wasn't for her. She just wanted no strings attached sexual encounters and if she had to act the slut to get it then so much the better. What she didn't do though was get involved with guys in the area near the school. For very obvious reasons she was very careful that her two separate lives did not cross over at all. That was about to come crashing down her, very pretty, little ears. Originally from South Africa Sarah always liked to take an interest in the Rugby teams the school put out. Of course it was also a good excuse to check out some of the fit bodies on some of the senior pupils as well. It was a Saturday morning a couple of weeks into the semester. Typically it was a horrid day. Wet, windy just absolutely the worst type of day to watch school rugby from the touchline. It hadn't been so bad when Sarah had set out but as she stood there struggling with her umbrella she was seriously considering heading back home. She had arrived after kick off and the pupils by then were a wet muddy bunch. She stood next to their teacher, Mr. Griffiths and asked the score, asked how he was doing and after one pupil had a lung bursting run she asked who that was, not recognising him. "That's Ben Fletcher. New kid to the school, just started in the Summer, it's his last year, 18 and thinks he could be a pro, he's good but not that good." There was something vaguely familiar to Sarah about him but in those conditions it was really very hard to recognise him as anything more than and extremely good (and extremely muddy) rugby player. Her curiosity was piqued though and she paid more and more attention to his play throughout the remainder of the match. He was fast and strong and she could see he was good at this level, but still something nagged at her that she didn't quite like. It was only as he trudged off the pitch at full time after a hard fought victory that he walked right past where Sarah was stood on the touch line clapping that the penny finally dropped as to where he was familiar from. He looked up and smiled at this woman clapping him off and suddenly they were both transported mentally back to that toilet in that club on holiday and that great fuck in the toilets. It was him. Her clapping came to a premature halt as their eyes met. The moment broke as his team mates jogged past patting him on the back and ruffling his hair and he moved on past her, looking back with a different kind of smile at the recognition. "Mr Griffith? What was the new boys name again?" her words were tentative, faltering as if she was in shock. Her fellow teacher turned to her, noting the change in her demeanour. "Fletcher. Ben Fletcher. How? You know him?" "No, nothing like that, I was just wondering. That's all." The look he gave her indicated he was pretty sceptical about that but he moved away to pick up some of the team's gear and Sarah took her leave, striding purposefully to sit in her car and let her mind go crazy. Oh Jesus! She was hyperventilating, her breath fast and shallow, she was panicking, nervously fidgeting and changing gear even though the car was not moving. Oh Fuck! A million thoughts raced through Sarah's mind, she could not believe that her no strings, casual sex lifestyle from her holiday had caught up with her in such a crushing fashion. He looked over twenty! What were the chances he would end up at her school? Tears of frustration and fear were running down her cheeks and she thumped the steering wheel again. It was all so unfair. She put her head in her hand and tried to think this over calmly, rationally, think what was the likely outcome of this. But nothing good came of that. There was no way he would not realise she was a teacher at his new school, no way. Could she trust him to not say anything? Unlikely unless she spoke to him first. Yes that was it, she would have to take the bull by the horns, confront her dilemma head on and speak to him before he got the chance to do anything else. She consciously calmed down and steadied her nerve, there was no time like the present. She got out of her car and walked around the building the boys changed in and stood at the front waiting for him to exit the building, she would speak to him now. But she was to be denied that opportunity for quick peace of mind. When Ben emerged from the door Sarah made to walk toward shim but stopped as he greeted his mother and father at their car parked in front. His mother kissed his cheek while his father congratulated him before they got in the Range Rover and drove off. That sight alone re-enforced the potential trouble Sarah could be in if what they had done ever became public. The next few days were hell for Sarah, she kept thinking that she would bump into Ben in the corridor or school grounds but didn't. She had checked his classes and luckily enough he wasn't to take anything in her department in his last year so there was that tiny chink of belief that she could get through this without her secret life becoming exposed. She was kidding herself, every male pupil in the school knew who Miss Price was, knew she was the hottest piece of ass in the school (female pupils included) and made it their business to watch and leer and talk to her every chance they got. She did not come to Ben's attention until a week or so after the rugby match but once he had laid eyes on her there was no doubt in his mind that she was the woman he had spent that wonderful half hour or so with in the club's toilets. She had tried to change her look somewhat, rather hopefully, wearing her gorgeous brown hair up, wearing glasses and changing her outfit to a series of ultra conservative suits but it was hard to hide her stunning looks and figure and in fact just created more talk about her and brought her to Ben's attention all the quicker as several of his classmates started speaking about the change in her look. It was a Wednesday lunchtime, Sarah had taken to having her lunch in her room, wanting to stay was inconspicuous as possible. She had just finished a tasteless salad and was at the blackboard wiping off her previous classes work when Ben opened the glass paned door and came in deliberately closing it behind him. Sarah jumped at the noise and couldn't hide her surprise at who was standing there looking at her, she tried to regain her composure but she really wasn't good at this. He smiled at her and Sarah remembered their time in the cubicle, he was a handsome young man and his white school shirt and tie did not change that fact. His appearance totally threw the pretty teacher and she staggered back from the board and stammered at him. "Y-yes, c-can I h-help you?" He confidently strode across the boards towards her as she shied away somewhat. Without asking her reached over and removed her glasses then undid the bun her hair was held up in. "There that's better, looks much more like the real you." Realising there was little point in trying to hide her identity Sarah dropped any pretence. "Listen Ben, you could get me in so much trouble, please, I didn't know you were this young, you seemed much older. Please, I need you to be reasonable." He held her arms, as she was getting more and more erratic as she went on. "Calm down Sarah, I've no desire to tell anyone about us. I loved it but I do want to take up where we left off, I think we've got some unfinished business there." "Are you mad? Of course we can't, forget it! I'd be.." The strong young man clapped his hand over Sarah's mouth and quietened her down. His other hand copped a feel of her boobs before tracing a line down between her legs. "We can and we will Miss Price. I know you want it, stop hiding the fact you are a dirty little slut. You know it, I know it, let's do something about it. Tonight. I've got Rugby practise at 5 and I'll wait around after, the changing rooms are usually deserted by 6.15. Be there." It was a command and one that a confused Sarah did not feel strong enough to contest. He left abruptly and she was left to watch him go and be swept up by a wave of hopelessness and excitement. * Sarah fretted about it the whole afternoon. Ben seemed a very different person than the casual, no strings, sexual partner she had been with in the Club. Maybe it was his uniform, maybe it was she surroundings but he seemed much younger (well duh!) and did not seem to be quite the nice guy he had, albeit briefly, appeared to be. She knew going to see him after his training was dumb but couldn't see what else she could do, there was too much at risk if he decided to talk, and besides maybe in that environment she could speak reasonably to him and come to an agreement that would safeguard her. After the kids had all gone home Sarah worked late on homework and marking and then watched the rugby practice from her window, it was at a far off playing field and she was unable to determine who was who but the fact that Ben was out there all hot and sweaty did raise her temperature and her anxiety in equal measures. She waited until they were done then got into her car and drove round to the car park beside the sports area, from there she could watch the other pupils slowly come out, then the trainers and finally Ben came to the door, looked around the car park and waved to her to come to him. By the time she had made it, on shaky legs, to the changing rooms he was further inside and the sexy teacher found herself overcome by the humid atmosphere and the manly smells that pervaded the place. Finally in the middle of two changing benches Ben was standing with an expectant look on his face. "Look Ben I really think we shouldn't..." She got no further with her argument as the strapping young man was upon her, smothering her with hard, passionate kisses and she was unable to resist them. She did try to make sense and be sensible but her body could not stop and within seconds she was returning his affections, despite the danger she risked by doing this here. She felt his fingers at the buttons of her blouse, undoing them easily and soon it dropped off her shoulders exposing her lacy, white bra. With that she gave up her restrictions, her desire overtook her and she went with it, her hands all over him, pulling at his clothes and minutes later they were stark naked, their bodies pressed together, her pussy getting wet s his raging erection poked at her stomach. He moved them back wards and into the walk in shower and under a nozzle as his hand turned the tap. "I've always wanted to do it under a waterfall, this is the next best thing" the young man explained. Sarah was caught up in her craving and had her hand around his dick, pumping it hard, her tongue teasing at his lips with every jerk of her hand. The water hit them, first cold then quickly warm and it was an incredible feeling as it cascaded down their bodies and turned them on even more. Now his fingers were at her slit, probing roughly at her opening, the thick juices that covered his fingers evidence of her arousal. His mouth went from one breast to the other, kissing then biting gently at her nipples as she writhed against his touch. All inhibitions were gone from Sarah now, she was lost in the moment and she let Ben finger her before he stepped between her supple legs and replaced his digits with his cock. Sarah closed her eyes and gave a low, satisfied moan as the Senior's cock slid easily into her pussy. Within seconds he was balls deep and then he started to fuck her. Sarah was transformed into the woman she was in the school holidays, far away from here, a wanton, sex addicted slut. She hitched her legs up and around his strong hips and wrapped herself around him, impaling her body on him even more. She crossed her ankles behind Ben's back and he supported her weight while he fucked the hell out of her hole. This was animalistic, guttural sex, hard and heavy, Sarah was not in control of her body and just let it lead her movements, squeezing her thighs and her pussy to feel him all the better. For his part Ben grunted as he rammed into her repeatedly weeks of pent up frustration unleashed on the sexy teacher. He pounded into her with abandon, using every muscle and sinew to fuck her, holding nothing back. She was light and easy for the muscular teenager to support but eventually he lowered her to the tiled floor, withdrew his cock, rolled her over and began to fuck her doggy style – his favourite (her too!). He grunted with every powerful thrust, she moaned and squealed as her body was rammed and they both could feel orgasms nearing. With a last powerful thrust he moaned loud and spurted his cum deep into her cunt, pulling her long hair as he did so and giving her ass cheeks a final slap. Sarah was so close to cumming herself but when the teenager pulled out he showed little sign of finishing her off so she rolled over and opened her legs and began to frantically play with her clit. It was only after Ben spoke that she opened her eyes. Sarah Price: Slut Teacher "See boys I told you I had her in the Summer!" Sarah was too far gone to stop, on the very precipice of a screaming, uncontrollable orgasm she opened her eyes which had been screwed shut in intense concentration to be greeted by multiple youthful faces at the entrance to the shower cubicle watched her wank herself to orgasm. She was too far gone to stop, her body demanded release despite her situation. She was too close! With a loud series of yelps she came. Squirting several spurts of hot girl cum into the air between her legs and onto the slick shower tiles. There could be no mistake in what she had just done even if she wasn't on her haunches, her legs wide open, her hand perched over her pussy and her juices and Ben's cum slowly leaked out. There was silence for a moment before rapturous applause rang through the showers as the rugby team showed their appreciation for the show but whether it was directed at Ben, Sarah or both was not quite clear. What was clear to Sarah once she gathered her thoughts were Ben's words. He clearly was not an innocent party in this embarrassing discovery. Using her hands to try and regain a modicum of modesty by covering her sweat covered breasts and pussy she gave the pupil a quizzical glance. He shrugged his shoulders and treated her to a winning smile as he explained. "They wouldn't believe me when I told them I fucked you in a toilet in the holidays. Thought I was full of shit, that you were dead sexy but pretty restrained and wouldn't do anything like that. Think I proved the point, didn't I? What do you guys say? Did I win the bet?" Sarah was incredulous, her voice cracking with rage as she spoke. "A bet! A fucking bet! You actually had a bet whether you could fuck me?!" Her anger was lost on Ben, he couldn't understand it. "Yeah, and I won. Should be near on £200 once the boys pay up. Anyway thanks teach, gotta head off my girlfriends waiting on me back home." He got to his feet and walked cockily from the showers past the admiring glances of his team mates. Sarah eventually got to her feet, picked up her scattered clothing and made to follow him but as she reached the door they crowded round it, effectively blocking her exit. "Move out of the way boys. I am not in the mood for this." A voice sounded out, Vince Atkins it sounded like. "Oh yes Miss? Well it looked like you were in the mood a minute ago. In fact the films and pictures we took show that you most definitely were in the mood then." A horrible realisation came over Sarah at that comment, she was in deep shit. "And you know none of us had you down for such a dirty slut. We all back you as a prim and proper teacher not some gutterslut that dropped her knickers for anything that smiled at her." The harsh words stung her and she was already stepping back into the showers. "And we've all just dropped ten pound each because we misjudged you so much, so I think the least you could do for us losing the bet to that cocky prick Ben is to give us a little 'relief' in return." She got their drift alright and she knew it was wrong but a shiver went though at her at the thought even as she argued against it. "What? You have to be kidding boys, this is not going to happen, now please move and let me out of here." "We could move Miss Price. But know that if we do know that several tapes of you being fucked and of you masturbating and chumming will be on the internet before the night is out. Every kid in school will have seen or heard about what went on in this shower block by morning break tomorrow and by lunchtime every teacher will have too. By tea every parent will also. By the next day you will have been suspended. By the end of the week you will be charged by the police and by the weekend you'll be all over the Sunday papers. Be shame, don't you think? Your career over at a stroke when if you'll just do as we ask you could avoid all that." Sarah was not dumb (though boy did she feel it the way Ben had duped her), she could see where this was leading. So with a heavy heart she asked. "And what would that be? What do you need me to do to prevent all that happening?" "No need to sound so resigned Miss Price. After all from all that Ben told us and what we just saw this should be up your street. All you got to do to ensure our silence on the matter is stay right where you are and let us boys relieve all our sexual tension that we have from watching that hot scene, seeing you get a good hard fucking and watching you make yourself cum like that." It was what Sarah had anticipated but she was not going to be totally dictated to by them. "Ok, I'm sure we can do something that satisfies you all but I tell you now none of you are fucking me, I'm too sore." There was a mumbling and groaning and some excited chatter from outside the door before an accord seemed to be reached. "OK Miss Price we can deal with that, we won't fuck you today but only if you promise to come after all out practise session and let one of us do you after each session, we'll do a rota and everything. Ah ah, don't you complain any more, it's you that's facing the music here if we decide to expose you, not us. We'll cut you slack tonight but you are going to take each and everyone of us and let us fuck you or we will blow your cover. No debate, no argument, that's the deal." Sarah knew when to quit and now was the time, besides the thought of being taken by one of these young, virile athletes every week had its compensations, didn't it? As did what they were away to do to her now, though she didn't want them to know that. "OK, Ok. I'll agree to that, I be here after each practise session and one of you can be with me, Ok, satisfied?" Another mumble then an indication of agreement came from the throng before they all surged into the shower room and surrounded the pretty teacher. On instinct Sarah dropped her clothes to the floor again and lowered herself to her knees before the boys. Most of them were in shorts or training trousers having just finished their twice weekly training and virtually everyone of them were sporting stretched crotches as they stood over the naked, sexy teacher. In her own mind Sarah had accepted that this was unavoidable now, the boys had made that clear enough so she may as well kneel there and let her dirty side take over and enjoy this. The guys awkwardly got their cocks out one by one and Sarah sensed that she would need to take control lest this turn into a free for all. In the back of her own mind she couldn't believe she was actually organising them to do this. "Right boys, one at a time please, I'' play with your cocks as best I can, suck them if you want and you can cum where you like, in my mouth, on my tits or on my face, it's your shout." Then the carnage began, the shower was a mass of heaving flesh with Sarah at the centre. She reached for the nearest dick, gave it a few hard pulls then took it in her mouth and started sucking. She didn't even recognise the boy whose cock she was sucking, and didn't care. She reached out both her hands, either side of her to grab another couple of stiff cocks and began to pump them as she sucked while the others impatiently waited their turn. Sarah soon felt the cock between her lips begin to twitch and then the blast of hot cum splattered against the back of her throat, and things were fully underway in this impromptu blow job / bukkake session. Then from out of nowhere the cock her right hand was wrapped around suddenly exploded as well coating the right side of Sarah's face with several lines of cum, her forehead, hair, eye and nose all hit. She was quick to realise that these boys were near the edge and not very experienced at holding back their orgasms. Not that she had much time to deal with this knowledge, without even getting to wipe her face another of the boys had pushed his way to the front and fired a thick load of cum into her hair. From there the next half hour was a blur to Sarah. The sensible, staid teacher side of her personality was completely absent and the insatiable slut side was in full evidence. She took load after load on her face and in her mouth, so much so that at one point she was drooling cum from her lips like a simpleton much to the boys amusement. She spilled a large glob on the files and found herself stooping her head to lick it from the tiles. Some of the guys took second shots with her, if they only spunked over her before they came back for some oral action and vice versa. By the time the last trouser snake was drained Sarah was a white, shiny, sticky mess. Her face was obliterated in cum, her eyes almost gummed together, her nostrils blocked up with cum, her brown hair looking like it had highlights of semen. One by one the boys left, homes and families to return to leaving Sarah in her puddle of cum, lying by now on the slick tiles and contemplating what she had just gotten herself into. She didn't realise all the boys had vacated the gym and she certainly didn't realise that Mr. Woods the old janitor had now crept into the shower block behind her. He was in his fifties and had the reputation as a lecherous, misogynistic old devil, always eyeing the girls and the female teachers and was just the last person that Sarah would have wanted to find her like this. He was carrying a sack in his hand and in the other a couple of ties. Having heard the commotion from the gym he had investigated, seen what was going on and bided his time for a shot at that stuck up little slut, Miss Price. And here it was. Before she knew what was going on he had plunged her into darkness by pulling the damp sack over her cum covered head. Then, using the training he gained when he was in the army as a younger man her captured her right arm, bent it behind her back and did the same with her left before trussing them up with one of the ties. Sarah was in shock and did not have a clue what was going on, by the time she did figure out that the boys had gone and someone else was attacking her it was too late, her arms were secured and the second tie had been pulled tight around the bag and her neck and she was fairly helpless. She belatedly tried to struggle and cry out but the firm knee in her back and hiss at the side of her bagged head to "shut the fuck up" convinced her that she was helpless. Behind Sarah the janitor wasted little time, he unzipped his trousers and unleashed his stiff, hard cock and took great pleasure peeling Sarah's ass cheeks apart. He knew exactly the orifice he intended to fuck – the pretty teachers, sexy little arse! She grunted deeply as he penetrated her tight, puckered asshole, his balls slapping against her bum. He reached forward to grab the tie around Sarah's neck and pulled back on it as he thrust forward into her ass. She half choked and for a moment thought her time was up, but the sacking provided enough slack plus whoever it was back there obviously slackened the pull a little, not wanting to fuck a dead person. And with nothing else to do but lie there and take the ass fucking Sarah actually realised she was getting a buzz from being choked at the same time, it was turning her on! Not that her attacker cared her was increasing his speed as he came to a climax and tugged on the tie continuously as he exploded inside her bowels, filling them with his seed. When he was done he squeezed the last dregs of his cum out over Sarah's backside and stood up while she lay there, inert. He was a mean spirited old bastard and as he stood over her he couldn't help but think back to all the pretty young things that had ignored him or looked at him with either pity or scorn in their eyes and suddenly enraged he held his cock and very deliberately began to piss all over the easy target that was the sack over Sarah's head. It took the teacher a few moments to figure out what it was but the smell soon gave it away. But she was too tired to say or do anything so just lay there as her attacker defiled her further. When he was done he took the ties off her wrists 9wouldn't do for her to be found ,like that, now would it?) and made a hasty exit, leaving the young teacher to figure out how her night had ended up like it had and whether she was aroused or excited by all that had happened. As she plucked off the piss stained sack off her cum covered head she decided that she needed to have a little play with her clit again to decide...