Hey, myself Briona, the naughty teen ready to share my filthiest lunch period yet. Buckle up, it’s about to get sloppy!
My science teacher, Mr. Johnson, had me drooling over his muscular arms and piercing gaze. I had to have him, and lunch hour seemed like the perfect opportunity. I dropped him a note, innocently asking for some “extra credit.” Little did he know, this teeny slut had a different kind of assignment in mind. As I remove my uniform slowly, his eyes bulge with desire. I could see his varsity cock twitching in anticipation. I straddled him on his desk, my moist pussy rubbing against his thighs. The Powerpoint could wait; My tight hole was on the menu! He pounded me hardcore, the desk unambiguously, as my young body bounced unequivocally. The squelching noises filled the room, and I knew my classmates would indulge in my delectable juices later.
I came hard, spraying my pussy juices across his teaches papers—a sticky mess of teenage lust. His thrusts became more aggressive, and I knew he was about to cum. With one final karate chop of his meaty shaft, he released his creamy load deep inside me. A sigh of shared satisfaction filled the raunchy classroom. As I walked away, my soaking uniform sticking to my hips, I knew Mr. Johnson had taught me a lesson I wouldn’t forget.
Teens nowadays—who needs lunch when you can have lunchmeat?