BLACKMAILED TEACHER

CHAPTER SIX

Lucy didn't see Jeff Marson for close to 7 days. She questioned whether he was attempting to avoid her. She had talked to Becky several times, once telling her about everything she'd seen that day in the teacher's lounge. She felt encouraged by Becky's response. She hadn't even gotten mad at her. All things considered, she'd been satisfied.

"Angry because I spied on you? No, no, no! I would have asked you to take pictures if I had known I would be seen. That is something I need to recollect in my advanced age! What a fool he is, God!

"Then YOU don't mind that I stood in the doorway and... and had a s*x fight?" To her friend, Lucy hesitated to say such things.

"I told you it was fine. Additionally, you stopped Mr. Elias. We would never have been able to defend ourselves to him. He probably does not even comprehend the purpose of his prick."

said, "I don't know."Lucy. " He might have mentioned that he shaved his palms every morning.

"Becky had chuckled and waved it off. He is an old snob. I'm happy you were the one watching Jeff and, me f**k rather than him. And whenever you can persuade Jeff to let me have a little of that wonderful prick, you can watch, photograph, or broadcast it from coast to coast! It'd be worth the effort!"

Lucy concealed the fact that she was aware of the value of receiving the full treatment from that cocksman from her friend. Jeff was a pro. He was charismatic and knew every move. While he was enjoying his own, he made sure the girl got her kicks.

What more might anybody at some point request from f*****g?

Lucy had had enough of searching for Jeff during conference breaks. She chose to find him in his homeroom. All things considered, it was exclusively down the corridor from her.

She crept up to the half-shut entryway and looked in. The students were all bent over a test, fretting about their pencils, and frantically trying to enter something into their calculators.

Jeff remained toward the rear of a long, midsection high counter covered with all way of compound stuff. She recognized the bunsen burners and test tubes, but for the rest, she only saw glass, copper, and water with odd colors. As the students in his class worked on the test, the man was pacing back and forth. Lucy was suddenly struck by inspiration as he turned his back on the door. She might make Jeff endure this challenge.

She slipped into the room with next to no of the understudies seeing her. In order to block their view, she knelt behind the counter. Jeff then swung around and began moving in her direction once more. He uttered the words, "What the f**k are you doing here!" with an open mouth like a fish out of water. appearing on his lips.

She gestured for him to come closer with a simple smile.

She wrapped her arms around his legs when he did so he couldn't move away. After that, she undid his zipper. His flabby p***s burst free.

"Look," he murmured, "you can't do this! Not before the class!"

"I just can't! I need your chicken! Additionally, I haven't had it in almost a week. This is your recompense for neglecting me.

She began sucking the limp worm-like prick into her mouth. Her tongue worked over the sensitive tip of his prick until he was gnawing his lower lip to hold back from shouting out.

She was getting him energized! And in front of his chemistry class!

He was now unable to move away from her. Not when she is sucking with his half-stiff prick in her mouth. He happened in the best possible way. She also did not intend to let him go.

He continued to whisper, "The class..."

"Stop lecturing!"

Her mouth was frantically working all over his prick. The dead, limp c**k was coming back to life. Half-erect, then, at that point, completely erect and throbbing hard, she kept it in her mouth. She was pleased with the meat rod. He had good taste in people.

Her tongue swung around his prick's very tip. With an increased desire for her, she felt his c**k buck and throb. Although his words might tell her to leave, his c**k was telling her something completely different. The prick in his heart desired all of her mouth love!

"I love the flavor! I adore your c**k! she cooed.

"Bless you! I shouldn't have done that, Jimmy?" He inquired of one of the students. Uh, no, please continue. He said, "Skip that question if you, uh, oh God, if you don't know the answer!" His words flew out of his mouth. He made every effort to prevent the child from approaching the counter and showing him the test problem. The student would see something more appropriate for a biology class if he did.

The instructor was infatuated with the man's jerk. She utilized her teeth to

gently score the sides of his chicken. Her supple, wet lips quickly soothed the unsightly red smears. She kissed away any hurt she might have caused and left only complete arousal behind.

He clearly wanted her to continue. He pushed his hips toward her face and took a half step forward. He was struggling to keep his body from taking control. She didn't care if he raped her in the face. It would be exciting.

She let his sting escape through her ruby lips. She went after his balls while kissing and licking. She sucked the entire hairy bag containing his family's jewels into her mouth when she reached it. The snagged spheres were tortured by her tongue. She could feel them tumbling around in

the thick stew of his jism, caught and holding on to detonate.

Want more? She made him laugh.

"Cease it. NOW!"

From the front of the room, a voice said, "Say something, Mr. Marson."

Lucy was unable to contain her laughter at the man's confusion as he attempted to decide what to do.

"Uh, no. merely speaking to myself. Complete the test. I'm giving you an additional twenty minutes to complete the quiz.

The class gave a meager, ragged cheer.

And Lucy cheered quietly. For the next half hour, she would have his prick to herself only!

She really touched his balls by sucking them in. To keep from falling over, he had to reach down and weave his fingers through her raven-black hair. She assumed that he would typically lie down and allow the woman to continue sucking on his prick.

Now, he couldn't do that. He needed to remain on his feet. If this weren't the case, the eager group of teenagers would know exactly what the s*x education term "fellatio" meant.

She provided him with the finest head ever. When she sucked on the tip of his prick, her cheeks became hollow. She ran her tongue over the glans, which was the size of an acorn, and noticed that it was actually getting bigger.

She tasted the bitter drop of his pre-c*m when she found the tiny triangular skin flap dangling below the cleft head. He had his gun c****d and was ready to fire.

She redoubled her efforts against his scoundrel. She tried to put her tongue down his slit for urination. They were both overjoyed by the mere act of trying.

His grip on her head tightened. He started pressing her face against his groin. Right now, he wanted to face-f**k her. He wasn't in that frame of mind to tell her what he needed. He had to use his hands to do everything.

She permitted him to pull her face gradually down his long chicken. Actually she didn't.

At any rate, need to choke on his rooster, however she did. To completely swallow a man's c**k, skill was required. Despite the fact that she was not Linda Lovelace, she was going to give this eight-inch boner a shot.

The rubbery tip of his glans struck her mouth roof the second time she went down on his prick. Her tongue served as a rough, wet cradle for his c**k as she slightly twisted. After that, the c**k shot down into her throat, long, hard, and throbbing.

She thought she was going to choke once more for a long time. She swallowed several times to massage the underside of his c**k, but she kept it down. He let out a deep moan as her Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"You okay, Mr. Marson?" a shrill voice from the back of the room asked. You appear somewhat white. You were wiped out?"

"I'm not sick, Linda. Finish your exam now!"

"Yes, sir, if you say so," I reply.

Jeff did nothing to stop the class from laughing, but there was a ripple. The woman sucking on his c**k distracted him too much to attempt discipline.

She whispered to him, "Admit it, you love me sucking you off in public." He reached down and lifted her face to meet his gaze, shaking his hands.

"God, I think I hate you more than anyone else in the whole Goddamn world, and if you don't get to sucking on my c**k, I'm going to go out of my skull!" I'm going to scream at you.

That made her happy. He could say he abhorred her, yet he cherished the wet,

sticking the feel of her lips on his prick. And inhaling? He was unable to get enough of the p***s massage she was giving him.

She got back to her job. Her tongue popped out, and it went around his glands. Now, the flesh's purple hood was trembling with desire. She wasn't ready to swallow his entire prick once more.

She was more focused on providing him with the best head she could at the moment. Then came the man's voice and the words chilled her deep down.

"Stop! There you are, Jimmy. Give your paper to me. Try not to come around the counter."

"Huh?"

Lucy turned to look and saw a student's blue-jeaned leg right at the edge of the counter. He would be able to see everything with just a half step. However

She didn't stop. She kept sucking on the rude chemistry instructor. This was invigorating. Her cunt glistened with f**k fluids at the excitement of discovery.

Her mouth grew stronger at the thought of being discovered sucking the man.

He mumbled, "J-just give me the paper."

"You don't look so great, Mr. Marson. Would you like me to visit the nurse to see if she can assist you?

"NO! Uh, simply return to your, umm, seat."

"Mr. Marson, are you positive that all is well? You have this amusing expression on your face. "Jimmy!" almost as if you were getting a..."

"Sir, yes."

Lucy was beaming widely. She became even hotter because of the excitement of the almost-discovery. As if it were a brand-new experience for her, she sucked on the man's prick like she had never done it before.

She couldn't get enough of his prick because it was so delicious. She only wanted to lick and kiss the sides of his c**k. She let her tongue play with his balls that were stuck in their hairy little sac as her nose dug into his tangled bush.

She tossed them around until she felt his balls tumbling and lurching in genuine desire.

Hurriedly she clasped her mouth over the tip of his prick, apprehensive he was going to burn through all of his money. He kept his jism hidden with a lot of effort on the man's part.

She adored it. She could continue to suck on his c**k now. His hands directed her raven-haired head in and out with the most enchanting motion possible. Her lips fixed down into an ideal "O" that touched each part of his chicken as it slipped into her mouth.

When his bush got close to her face, she made sure to breathe hard and hot while moaning in delight. He felt the hat air move through his pubic hair. Every time she exhaled, the man's prick jumped a little bit harder.

He mumbled, "Uh, and now, class, just pass your t-tests in." I've decided to let you all go today a little early." Jeff was making a fearless work to hold back from losing everything at that moment before the understudies.

Also, Lucy was doing her damnedest to ensure he did.

She was getting a thrill in part because of that.

As she turned, she observed the doorknob turning. She was seized by the throat by yet another sudden surge of fear. She was unable to move for a brief moment. Mr. Elias entered as soon as the door opened. The man began to say something,

went to a secret individual in the lobby, then brought behind him, "I'll talk with you later, Mr. Marson. It's better to look into what Becky Jackson wants first."

As the door closed once more, Lucy felt Jeff fall forward. They hadn't been seen.

"Let's go, class. Avoid it!"

Despite the fact that Lucy was unable to see the students leaving the room, she was able to speculate on the scene. They would all be rushing to get out the door first. She slouched, but not to the point where she would let his sharp object escape from her mouth.

She couldn't stop giving him head; she was having too much fun. The final teenager left the room at long last. Jeff inhaled a weighty, moan in help and afterward said, "Goddammit! If you did this to me, I ought to throw you out the window!

"Don't you like the way my wet, sucking lips feel all over your big c**k?" I asked. she prodded.

"Oh my god, I do! Be that as it may, before the entire f*****g class? Poo, woman, you're out of your skull."

She agreed, "Yes." For you! With lust!"

She applied herself to his prick with even greater vigor. She had a mouth that was as hot as a blast furnace. She sucked more earnestly than a draining machine could

have. And the tangy torrent of his jism was his token of appreciation. Her throat was struck in the back by the first spurt. The following time, she let it spread all over her tongue. That provided her with all the motivation she required. She extracted the entire creamy load from his balls by sucking harder. By the time she was satisfied, he had a limp c**k.

He groaned, "God, I wouldn't have it." She gives me a blow-up in front of the entire class!

Lucy rested back up against the bureau and licked off a transient drop of his c*m from her face. It tasted similarly as great as the power she'd felt over the man.