He reached one of his hands up to my neck and pulled so that my back arched and my pussy opened up even further to his plunging cock. His body tensed and his head whipped back to the front of the class as my teacher asked another useless question. This was not what I had been expecting when I opened my eyes for a peek, but perhaps I had been wrong. “Put this…on.” He understood, and draped it over his lap. I moaned into his mouth, and in the darkness around us I saw stars bursting. I’m usually hyper-sensitive to lust, almost incapable of rejecting it; but I had been getting fucked so well by Steven that I suppose my wandering eye had, miraculously, been shut. I prefer blue boys, dumb and coarse, eager to learn and even more so to fuck. Maybe it was time to mix business with pleasure… “I get a little…anxious…in class.” He attempted to smooth out the wrinkle over his crotch. In another second, he was buried back in me, ruthlessly destroying my cunt. My pussy gushed as the pain registered. “Are you insane? He slowed down and pulled his prick out to turn me around and bend me over the desk.
