But my teacher was still talking to me. He was watching me intently in the mirror. I was glad she ignored us. Riding the butt plug had numbed me a little. It was amazing. We’d done this enough that I knew exactly what he liked. He pumped it into me a couple times as he found his rhythm. I could feel the head of his cock slide to the depth of the butt plug. I looked at it and thought about its size and what he had said about needing a little practice. His cock head was much bigger than the plug and I winced as the head passed through my tight ring. His stiff dick was still sticking up in the air. For the entire hour and a half. Then everything changed when my mother interrupted me. That was the rule. His hips thrust forward as he pushed the plug in mimicking the movement. Right where the current itch was. I squeezed my cheeks around his shaft and stabbed it into me. It was now obvious that his huge cock would fit in my ass. My mouth was dry but my saliva was thick and slippery.
