He was wearing the heels, so he stood as tall as Mr. Brennan now. His long blonde hair was pulled into two pom-pom like pigtails at the top of his head, and his balls were protruding from his thighs again, the outline of his miniscule penis asian clearly visible in the fabric of the too-small green bikini bottom, rock hard with a wet spot at the tip. "Sir, I'm ready for my punishment." Mr. Brennan caught himself staring and moved quickly into the room, locking the door behind him and turning off the light lest they be seen. Walking to his desk, he loosens and undoes his tie and beckons Joey forward. Joey takes his time walking to the desk as Mr. Brennan disrobes, choosing to enjoy the sight of his husky shop teacher giving him a private, albeit brief, strip show. His muscular upper body was covered in hair, only the sides of his torso, hips, and the undersides of his forearms being free from the fuzz. His cock was half hard and growing by the minute between his muscular thighs, the weight pulling it downward. Mr. Brennan reaches down into his desk and pulls out a jar of vasoline as Joey finishes walking up to the desk, sliding his ass onto the corner and crossing his legs as Mr. Brennan puts the vasoline down on top of his gtrade sheets and circles him, extending his arm to run his hand over Joey's thighs, ass and crotch, each slide of his fingers eliciting a slight shake from him. Gripping the back of Joey's neck, the shop teacher forces his face to his own and passionetly kisses him, shoving his tongue deep into his mouth as his hands explore Joey's bikini-clad form. Joey grips his teacher's body with all of his limbs, his legs straddling Brennan around the waist as his hands grope the muscular shoulders and back of the burly man, his naked and hairy flesh tight beneath his clutching digits. Mr. Brennan lifts Joey in his arms, grasping each pert ass cheek in his palms as he turns and sits on his desk, placing Joey on his lap facing him, Brennan's erect cock wedged between the round globes of Joey's posterior. By now Joey's bikini bottoms were scrunched into his ass cheeks and rubbing painfully on the tip of his cock. Squirming from the discomfort, Joey reaches down and unties the left side, the fabric falling away as his hips grind into the monster prick underneath him. Feeling the fabric sliding off of his young fucktoy's body, Mr. Brennan lifts Joey up with one hand, causing Joey to squeal in surprise and admiration, and positions his cock head directly at the entrance to the well-used fuckhole so very recently exposed to the free air. Keeping Joey suspended, Mr. Brennan grabs the vasoline jar and tries to untwist it with one hand, cursing as he keeps flubbing his grip on the thing. Joey giggles and reaches down, removing it from his fist and opening it. "Let me get that for you." The words exit his throat without seeming to touch his lips, audible as a soft purr as Joey spoons a liberal amount of greasy-yellow lube from the container onto two digits and slathers it onto Mr. Brennan's dick with his right hand, his left gripping his teacher's shoulder to steady himself. Grunting, Mr. Brennan squeezes the base of his cock with his free hand and slides his fist up and down his shaft a few times before moving it up to Joey's asshole and sliding two fingers deep into his love tunnel, making Joey grunt and push titjob down hard onto the invaders. Satisfied that he was properly prepped for the afternoon's fun, he lowers Joey japanese back onto his lap while simultaneously repositioning and inserting his dick head into Joey's clenching fuckhole. "Oohh, FUCK!" screams Joey, causing Mr. Brennan to slap his hand hard across his mouth, the sound of it reverberating around the shop room as Joey's now tense body slowly slips down Mr. Brennan's fuckstick inch by glorious inch. "Mmhhff," Joey exhales as the base of Mr. Brennan's cock makes contact with the pillowy cushions of his ass, the Teacher's hand still gripped firmly over Joey's mouth. Hands reaching behind him and placed on either of Mr. Brennan's knees, Joey begins to push himself upward a few inches as his bowels clench over and over around the thick cock inside him. Once his ass no longer rests on thigh, Joey allows himself to fall back down hard, the lovestick poking his insides rubbing his prostate and causing him to MILF shudder involuntarily as he groans loudly. Repeating the process, Joey begins to fuck his teacher slowly. As he picks up his pace, Joey feels Mr. Brennan's hand leave his mouth for a moment and hears the sound of a drawer being opened and closed. Soon, the skirt of his cheerleader outfit is rudely Big Boobs shoved into his mouth. The normal taste and smell of cotton fabric permeates Joey's senses, as well as the familiar but new essence of Mr. Brennan's come. 'Oh my God, He was jacking off into my skirt while he was on the phone earlier!' After a minute, my sister asked, "Are we going to just sit here?" The skirt is so light that I think that it sometimes blows up without me knowing it. I didn't. “Welcome to my world,” Kavita responded. We had sex. Dave leaned back in bench seat, his arm hanging out the open the window. I took MILF my shoes and socks off and put them in japanese a locker but while I did that I felt a large presence move past me. As I turned around I was faced with a mountain of a asian man. He had chosen the locker opposite me and was stood with his back to me. I Big Boobs continued to take my shirt off slowly but was a bit taken aback by the size of the guy. Both were wearing knee length robes, the hotel provided. “Marco hasn’t had sex for five days, I have made him wait titjob for you.” I can`t believe that you still believe in that stuff. There was an overwhelming desire that he never had before.