BLACKMAILED TEACHER

CHAPTER THREE

When Lucy realized she had left her notebook in the lounge, she was about to return to her classroom. She turned around and went back to the lounge, cursing herself for being such a fool.

Why did she feel so reprehensible guilt? A lot of other women had not shared what she and Becky had done. For what reason do sexes consistently have to be completely male-female? She had no response for that one.

She didn't really feel bad about what she had done. She liked it.

She couldn't be that bad at anything. And who cares if someone says it was?

Lucy realized she'd have to be more considerate to Jeff Marson. The man had the principal's attention when it came to personnel decisions because he had been at the school longer than she had.

In addition, Jeff didn't look all that bad. He wasn't actually the ideal for her man, however at that point who truly was?

He was stocky, about 5 feet 10 inches tall, and he barely had a beer gut. Not enough to disrupt everything. She thought it was actually kind of sexy. There wasn't any valid justification she had been staying away from him with the exception of his standing as a wolf.

If anyone found out, she would be on the streets in a flash if she got involved with him in the same way she did with the coach at Eight Miles High School. Monks and nuns were supposed to be teachers. s*x would never spoil their pictures. They couldn't be no nonsense, f*****g people.

She and Jeff might develop a fun relationship. It's possible that all of the other female teachers were envious. They might have desired him for themselves. Lucy thought she should first grab any man who would really f**k her good because the gnawing need was chewing up her cunt.

Similarly as she turned the edge of the corridor and set out toward the educators'

relax once more, she realized something wasn't exactly correct. She was unable to place it into words. She was stopped in her tracks by an electric tension in the air.

She listened, and the lounge's half-closed door was making faint moans. They were not screams of agony. A remarkable inverse, truth be told. They sounded like they were having a lot of fun. Like a lady being screwed.

Lucy spied Jeff was f*****g the living damnation out of her. It was a sight that made the breath get in Lucy's throat. For a second, she needed to snicker. She then made the decision that crying might be closer to how she really felt.

She desired to be the victim of Jeff, that powerful male prick! She wanted to feel that c**k cleaning her of the unnatural longings that Donald had sparked and Becky had sparked in her. A throbbingly alive, all-male, virile prick f*****g her was the as it were cure for her.

Additionally, Becky was the one having s*x.

She was aware that she should have shut the door. Perhaps the right thing to do would have been to guard the two lovers in the hallway. The principal would expel both of them before they realized what was going on if he came in on them.

In any case, wouldn't she be able to stand watch at the entryway? What really mattered was whether she watched while she was looking for intruders among the couple?

Lucy was aware that she would not permit them the privacy they deserved. Her cunt itch was too severe for that. She had to look around the small room to see what was going on. In the event that she didn't, she would go off the deep end from her own consuming, crying desire!

The words floated lethargically out to her. " Jeff, you're so infatuated with me, hmm! I love the manner in which your rooster feels!"

"What's more, your t**t resembles a blow light on me. Nevertheless, you're a hottie, girl. Slide around on the table a little here. There, um, oh my goodness!

I almost made it.

"Do I owe you that amount?"

"That much and the sky's the limit from there!"

"f**k me as hard as you can!"

Lucy, who was watching, had a good view of what was going on in the room. Jeff was certainly pushing hard into her longing cunt, even if he wasn't f*****g her as hard as he could. She could see the long, red shaft of his chicken pulling from between her inward p***y lips. A gleaming coating of cunt juice covered the purple head. He stood there for a moment like he was making up his mind before lunging forward.

Becky was shaved across the table by the force of his inner stroke. Jeff had to reach out and grab the woman's armpits with his hands. He could stop her from sliding off his prick only in this way.

"Get in me, damn you," she groaned. " Allow me to bind my legs to your waist.

"I'm f*****g you too hard, yeah. That t**t of yours is excessively overbearing.

To slide all over the table is not an option.

Lucy observed as the chemistry teacher's waist was encircled by slender legs. With his palms firmly pressed against Becky's shoulders, the man was already holding her under his arms. It would take a hell of a fist to break loose once more with this double hold.

Additionally, Lucy had never witnessed a more powerful f*****g movement. She felt her t**t watering as she saw it. After returning his hips, the man lunged forward, driving his prick deep into the woman's supple cunt.

The little stream of screw liquid running down within the spying educator's leg tickled. In vain, she rubbed her legs together to stop it. To prevent the water from dripping down her leg, she needed some sort of plug in her cunt.

A c**k was the kind of ad she would adore most. Furthermore, that was impossible.

Not at that very moment.

She slowly crept closer to the door. Her soft moan was too far away for the two people in the room to hear. She started rubbing her back and forth against the door's edge. She was touched precisely where the wood touched her. The rubbing sensation made her body feel alive.

The entryway impacted right at her t**t. The hard wood squeezed immovably against her p***y hill. She felt like a real f*****g as she rocked up and down at its friction.

Of course, it wasn't the same. She would be completely content with nothing more than a firm c**k pile driving into her p***y.

Be that as it may, this was better than a kick in the pants than nothing.

She became even angrier as she observed the two f*****g like rabbits. She thought she would just watch them for a moment or two before leaving. It wasn't that basic. She needed it more and more as she watched that long, skilled c**k f**k the gaping hole of the totally wanton woman sprawled out on the table.

"Go ahead, Jeff, my dear, and turn your bush into mine! I love how your bush feels against my c**t!"

All the man did was grunt. Lucy could see he was struggling keeping his c*m stacked in his balls. She could tell by his jerky hip movements that he was close to breaking point and detested it. He wanted to have a s*x all afternoon.

He charged into the eagerly awaited cunt with a tense ass. Jeff then said, "Damned tight, too," after they both gasped. Are you positive that you are not a virgin?

Love the virgin cupid!

"Indeed, gracious, , ! Jeff, you're a doll! Anything you say! If you want, you can call me a virgin.

"You have cunt muscles like no other virgin! God!"

He now exhaled heavily. His body was shuddering like he had a high fever.

The room was filled with lewd squishing sounds as his prick shot into the woman's juicy cunt. Along with the two people who were f*****g their brains out, Lucy shivered. That clamor made her mindful of the amount she was escaping this peeping.

She ought to leave them alone out of decency, but the sight of them screwing her up too much. His long, red p***y-pleaser driving into Becky's abysmal cunt made her own desires run wild.

She had that in mind. Additionally, if she was unable to obtain it, witnessing it would have to suffice.

As she heard, she rubbed her snatch harder against the door.

Becky panting out, "My t**t's ablaze! I'm wrecking inside. Dear God, you f**k me hard! HARD!"

Since a long time ago, the tiniest embers of her own lust had blazed brightly and violently within her cunt. It was basically impossible that she could put out the flaring want that took steps to suffocate her. She was a lost soul whose only option was to let her passion-stricken body rule.

"My balls feel like they're on fire! They are lead-weighty and simply consume me! I'm so excited to visit!"

"Ummm, sweetheart, gracious dear! I want you to ride me hard!"

As he picked up the tempo of the f*****g, the lewd, squishy noise got louder. He was now an unrelenting s*x machine, whereas previously he had driven his prick into her with wild abandonment. With all of his power and lust locked in his loins, he f****d.

As her hand slipped under her skirt, the woman who was watching bit her lower lip. She was unable to control herself. Her slimy cunt was found by her fingers. She started moving her p***y lips around. She started moving her fingers in and out of her cunt in imitation of the hot scene in front of her when that no longer brought her thrill.

Her fingers weren't a thing like a rooster. However, they were better than allowing her cunt to scream for attention. Her palm was covered in the thick oils as they dripped over her fingers. She was soon completely submerged in her own f**k fluids.

"My flesh! I'm ablaze! I... "Aaaaaieee!"

The lady on the less than desirable finish of that long, strong prick peaked. Her body solidified and a husk of sheer delight covered her face.

In an effort to push her cunt down over the c**k's impaling spike, she took a deep breath in and arched her back.

She relaxed after letting out a long, loud sigh. However, the man f*****g her wasn't yet ready to arrive. With all the strength he could muster, he was still f*****g her as she clutched the manhole. After tightening up, he shot forward with a wild energy release.

"Gracious, continue to f**k! My cunt is still ablaze!

He was maneuvering her body into his crotch with each stroke of his prick.

The man was providing the instructor with the f*****g of her life. She liked it more and more the faster he f****d.

His balls had fallen into a hard, close circle that irritated him. He felt the need to scream his jism into her hungry cunt. Attempting to keep the red hot tide secured in his balls was causing his prick to feel as though it Would detonate like a stick of explosive.

He could not control the bouncing and churning of his balls, no matter how hard he tried. Despite this, he continued to smack her in the cunt's wet, scorching interior. It was genetic to want to be surrounded by her cunty sheath. A man, he was. She was a woman in need of a fling.

How could he resist something so fundamental?

In the end, the woman watching decided that she should leave. She was almost embarrassed by the man's obvious lust. She was witnessing something that she was not supposed to be witnessing because of the manner in which his jerk so lewdly vanished in the grinding lips.

Lucy saw the principal strolling along as she turned to go down the hall. She took a deep breath. This wouldn't do. Additionally, nothing short of an atomic bomb would stop Jeff from f*****g Becky.

James Elias greeted Miss Wilmer with, "Good afternoon." "Leaving so quickly for your next class?" The principal was still sufficiently far away from the doorway to not be able to hear Jeff and Becky's frantic f*****g. Additionally, Lucy hoped she could maintain that.

"Oh, Mr. Elias, did you notice again what those horrible boys had done to the flagpole?" She was muttering. It was the initial thing that had come into her head. Last month, a pack had tried a few young lady's undies out and sickened a few of the more sullen gatherings around the school.

"Again? They…? Oh my god. I suppose I ought to check it out. Miss Wilmer, thank you for letting me know." The instructor could tell by the man's expression that he would have preferred to remain and converse with her. She thought he was too hot for her to handle.

Everyone on the campus seemed to have unrestrained passions and let them run wild whenever they wanted. And if anyone was caught at it, it would be with their slingshot in it.

This absurd double standard was beyond Lucy's comprehension. She was a tough woman who needed a good f**k and loved hard. Additionally, they would all be in trouble if any of the students wandering the school gave it to her. But they all did it. She shook her head, brushed her hidden snatch with her hand, and then thought back to the sweltering, violent action going on inside the teachers' lounge.

It didn't matter that Becky and Jeff would never know how she had saved their jobs. The small danger she had taken had been well worth it. She also felt entitled to watch at this point. She had deserved it.

The sounds coming from inside were even hotter as the woman sneaked back to the door that was only partially open. Her eyes widened as she examined the situation. Becky hadn't impressed her with her acrobatic skills.

On the small table, the woman was bent twice, like a pretzel. Her legs dangled over Jeff's shoulders as her legs were pulled back. The highest points of her thighs squeezed hard into her t**s. She let out a small groan of pleasure as the man stroked into her exposed cunt.

Lucy speculated that Jeff could drive his prick further into her hot t**t here than from some other. Becky must have been enjoying the f*****g a lot, considering how she was twisted around. She wouldn't have been bothered by the in her back otherwise.

"Jeff, you darling, keep going! I adore that scoundrel of yours! It causes me to feel

like a total lady!"

The man mumbled, "Cunt's so tight," "so f*****g, damned !"

"Yes! And for you! Because, your c**k!"

Her legs were pressed into her body by his body. The spying woman was able to see the lewd smile and purpled end of his f**k stick because her cunt was wide open. His balls had fallen into a hard little globe that no longer wetly slapped against her improved ass. He was covering himself all the way as far as possible in her gooey cunt.

When Lucy saw the exciting sight, she sighed. She couldn't handle that c**k going into the hungry cunt. She discovered her own eroding gash when she reached back under her skirt. She drove them into her cunt with her ready fingers.

That sent a wild flood of satisfaction hustling through her body. She shut her eyes and envisioned she was the one on the table getting her cerebrums screwed out. His c**k was inside of her, turning and twisting to get even deeper. He was looking for her deepest groin.

Her cunt's twitchy walls received the tingles from her p***y lips. As the s****l tensions grew in her belly, she shuddered.

The way her heart speeded up made her breath come quicker.

He was poised over her like he was over Becky's, she imagined. Her cunt yawned openly at him. She was absolutely wanton. She had a burning desire for his c**k more than anything else. She could also show it with her disgustingly wet, dripping t**t.

As one of her fingers wounded into her p***y, she shuddered. Another finger went in and afterward another. She began stroking in both directions. Her excited muscles caused the velvety softness of her p***y walls to slightly harden.

His rooster - that was in her t**t, not her fingers. He was sexing her up. She could hear him relaxing. Over the roar of her own beat pounding ridiculously in her mind, she could hear his brutal relaxation.

She could feel his rooster diving ever more profound into her delicious, hot t**t.

Her fingers were gripped by the first contraction of her cunt walls.

She was gasping, panting, and muttering in joy as orgasm gripped her body. He was f*****g her! That was his c**k in her desperate cupid's genitals!

He had come over to give her his lovely c**k as a gift!

She broke down in tears as she sobbed openly. It wasn't any benefit.

She still had a lot of tension despite the come. She continued to feel a tightness within that made her anxious and tense.

Jeff was still pounding his fist into the clinging cunt of the other teacher in the room.

"I... I can't keep it! I'm coming!" As he drove his prick balls deep into the woman's cunt, the man's entire body became stiff. He pumped every last drop of his jism into the air. After that, the woman's still-oozing cunt let go of his c**k without any effort.

Under her ass, a small puddle of his c*m and her cunt juice formed on the table. After that, Becky let go of her legs and rolled away. She went to the man and took him in her arms for a major kiss.

"I just adore how you f**k! One of a million studs like you!"

"How would you know, then? Have you raped a lot of men? For a feat of this magnitude, your crotch is extremely tight. You could go into a record book in the event that you've truly had 1,000,000 men."

"Some of them simply appear to be. But Jeff, you're special!"

Whether or not anything would begin between the two, Lucy was unsure.

She concluded it was the ideal opportunity for her to part and screw the notepad. She didn't want to appear intrusive in their private lives.

She just wished Jeff would get into hers, though. Just once to put an end to the demons of longing that were still in her body.