Victoria Parker - Wet dream schoolgirl

They agreed to this plan, and Angie went off to the school house. She went to the girl's room, fixed her hair, put on fresh pink lip-gloss, and told the girls she'd meet them at the Pizza Heaven.

Then she sneaked up to the classroom, walked in and found the man waiting for her. He handed her five twenty-dollar bills. She put them in her purse.

He took his camera and focused on her and took a picture. Angie leaned against the teacher's desk. The man flashed several close-ups of her. Then he said, "I'd like to see you holding your skirt up."

"Well… okay," Angie said. "Just once."

She lifted the hem of her black skirt and revealed her gorgeous white bloomers that were tight like cellophane on her hips and all scrunched in at her crotch. The man took a picture.

She dropped her skirt.

"I'll give you another hundred dollars for some more photos like that," he said.

"Jeez… well, sure. I guess so," Angie said. He pulled out two fifties and handed them to her. Angie added those to the hundred in her purse and stood in the middle of the classroom, near the teacher's desk and raised her skirt. She set her legs apart, held the pleats high on her hips and let the man take some pictures.

"Turn around, will you?" he said.

She did this, turned and showed him her exquisite ass. Angie looked over her shoulder and saw a huge bulge in Mr. Carlton's slacks, an enormous bend, the likes of which she'd never seen before. His cock curled out against the slacks all the way down his leg.

Angie let him take pictures of her ass, the tight white bloomers that cut high on her cheeks, leaving a sweet strip of her ass exposed. She reached down and pulled on them, tightened them even higher on her cheeks.

He instructed her to turn around, and she did so, still holding her raised skirt for him. She looked so gorgeous, so stunning and alluring. She could see his prick throbbing against his pantleg. Then she saw a creamy dark spot emerge on his thigh, and she saw him tremble, and she knew he was squirting cream. This thrilled her.

"Want me to sit down at a desk and take some pictures of me?" she asked.

He nodded quickly, loaded his camera, and Angie sat down sexily at a school desk, slid down on the edge and set her legs wide apart, giving him a good shot at the crotch of her panties.

"Would you take your bloomers down for me, Angie?" Mr. Carlton said.

"Gee, I dunno, sir," she whispered.

"I have some more money, would you do it for another hundred dollars?"

"Well, I guess it would be okay," she said, and lifted her fine ass off the desk, then peeled her pants down around her knees, showing the trembling man her sweet, blonde pussy.

She gave him sexy looks, her mouth open, her eyes sparkling, her legs apart. Her pussy spritzed, and she got real hot seeing the spreading spot of cum on his pantleg. He stood over her, taking close-ups.

Angie reached up and said, "You're all wet right there, sir."

She touched the leg of his pant, felt the sticky spot, the stalk of his hard cock.

"It's hard, it's squirtin' all over in there for you, Angie," Mr. Carlton said, unzipping his fly, putting his camera on the desk. He let his pants down, took his shorts down, and his prick popped up.

"Holy cow!" Angie gasped, her eyes wide at the length of his massive prick. It stood out wobbling, throbbing, at least a full fourteen inches. "Jeez, sir. It's… it's… big!"

She reached up and underhanded the big cock, lifted it up, then wrapped her fingers around the thick prick-stalk.

"You wanted me to touch it, didn't you? I mean, that's what you really want, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes?" he cried. "Yes, yes!"

"Jeez, it's so big, sir!"

Angie cooed, her hand moving in and out on the thick prick-stick, feeling the throb and pulse of passion against her hand.

Then she craned forward on the chair and planted a sweet kiss on the bubbling head, licked at the sticky cum seeping from the big, bulbous cock-tip.

Angie couldn't believe the monster cock he had. She wrapped both hands on the stalk and continued kissing the spurting prick-tip, gulping on the creamy gobs that spewed out into her sweet, pink mouth.

Then she backed off and stared at his prick. "I've never seen anything like this," she said.

"Oh, you doll," Mr. Carlton mumbled. "I've never been this hot either."

"How come you picked me out?" Angie asked, still looking at the huge cock, still squeezing on the stalk.

"Because you're so beautiful, so sexy. I mean, oh… shit! You've got everything, Angie!"

"Please, sir, thank you," Angie whispered. "Should we masturbate?"

"Anything, anything with you!"

She stood up and unbuttoned her skirt in the back. It fell to the floor. She then turned around, wiggled so her panties dropped to her ankles. She stepped out of them.

"You can stick your prick between my legs, sir," she said.

He caressed his hands over the slick, chubby cheeks of her ass, humped down I and pushed his mule-cock through her thighs.

Angie grabbed the stalk on the other side, slid down so that it throbbed against her crotch. She grabbed the prick-stick with both hands, and pulled upward so it rubbed on her pussy.

"This is wonderful," Mr. Carlton whispered in Angie's sweet ear, licking his tongue in and around, sending a whooshing vibration down the side of her body as she jerked his prick in a beautiful two-handed pump.

She did a nice grind with her hips and ass, fucking her crotch down onto and into the stiff, long prick-stalk. Her cunt-slit open and sucking against the thick cock. She knew she was going to cum, but decided not to tell Mr. Carlton, because she didn't want him to. She wanted to work out as long as she could with his big cock. A simmer singed through her.

But he knew she was cumming. He could feel her tremble all over.

"Go ahead," he said, feeling love for her. "Go on, cum! I can hold off as long as you want me to!"

"Oh, sir!" she gasped.

He reached around and cupped her tits, squeezed gently on them as Angie tingled all over with the ecstasy of her climax. She continued pushing and pulling on his monster cock. Then, the door banged open and Darcy walked in.

"I thought I saw you come up… holy shit!" she cried, seeing what was going on, seeing the huge cock. "Jeez, should I leave?"

Mr. Carlton saw the darling girl, her sweet, freckled face, her glasses, her hot, thin body in her cheerleading uniform.

"Come on in," Angie said.

Darcy walked over to them. "Jeez… where…"

"This is Mr. Carlton, Darcy," Angie said.

"He's got the biggest boner in the whole world."

"Boy, I can see that!" Darcy exclaimed admiringly.

"It's so long, you can get some," Angie said.

"Just come over here."

Darcy faced Angie and the big cock. She raised her cheerleading skirt, the black pleats high on her hips, took her pants down, and started grinding her cunt against the tip of Mr. Carlton's stiff erection.

"She'll cum in a few seconds," Angie said. "She gets so hot."

Mr. Carlton peered over Angie's shoulder into Darcy's darling face. The stunning lass manipulated her cunt on the tip of his prick, caught her clit, and started shuddering.

"Ah, oh, here I cum!" she yelped. "Oh, help!"

Angie pumped the cock wildly at Darcy's pussy, still grinding down on the stalk, still rubbing her pussy on it, still radiating from her own climax.

"I'm fuckin' this prick!" Darcy panted. "I'm pumpin' it to your pussy," Angie said. "Oh, girls, girls!" Mr. Carlton murmured, so taken by their heated passion he thought had never again be able to enjoy sex with anyone else but these two.

Then Angie said, "I wanna fuck your boner."

Darcy backed away. Angie turned around. Mr. Carlton was still bent at the knees. She clutched his prick and rubbed it all over her creaming cunt. She inserted the big bulbous head into her pussy. He began pumping slowly. Darcy dropped to her knees between them. Mr. Carlton was able to get four inches of his big, fat cock into Angie's cock. Darcy tickled her fingers along the stalk and licked her tongue over the slick prick as it sliced in and out of Angie.