Skimming with fear, Olenka felt that something big, hot and rounded was attached to her swollen lips. And then ... And then the red-hot member broke into her, completely unsuitable for such rude treatment, vagina. Olenka screamed, realizing her own helplessness before the mad pressure of a huge cock. Oh, yes, the member that filled it all was huge, much larger than that of her husband. And hard, so hard, that Olenka was frightened for her poor “girl”, who had been resignedly beaten to this rude monster. And after a moment, Misha began to chill his teacher, who submissively submits to him his crack. Snarling, he planted her as deeply as she had never had before. At the same time, he squeezed her breasts, elastically trembling in time with powerful blows. After some time, Olenka realized that if it were not for the penis that unceremoniously rammed her tortured vagina, she would have fallen - her legs treacherously trembled, and her hands clung helplessly to the wall.

Finally, Misha stopped. But the frictions did not stop, his movements became smooth. He, breathing heavily, croaked:

“You are so narrow, Olga Nikolaevna, that I can no longer restrain myself.” Are you and your husband in a condom ... making love?

“No,” the teacher sobbed, “I take the contraceptive.”

“Wonderful,” Misha groaned and struck such a blow that the woman's legs pulled away from the floor, and she stuck on the penis for a few moments, as if impaled on a stake. The thick, swollen trunk pierced so deeply that it seemed to break off the inside. As if this was not enough, the member began to powerfully shrink, throwing out the burning liquid, scorching the tormented vagina. Olenka barely kept back a moan - either from pain, or from knockout pleasure from this huge member, which continued to explode inside her. And then Misha, wheezing, leaned over and, putting his hand between the thighs of the teacher, sharply squeezed the swollen petals. Olenka felt a rolling nausea, but could not do anything with her body.

An unexpected devastating orgasm covered her like a ninth wave. She heard her own moans as if from the side, feeling how her muscles were stretched, stretched by a powerful piston, clasping him and caressing him with tight caress. Misha embraced Olga Nikolaevna and, stroking the elastic breasts, still heaving to the rhythm of rapid breathing, spoke hoarsely:

- And you finished, Olga Nikolaevna. And How? Liked? - with these words, Misha moved his hips a couple of times. Sensing how a member who has not yet fallen is walking in it, Deer tilted her head, touching her face to the wall, and bit a plump sponge so as not to give you a treacherous sweet moan. “I also liked it,” the new broaching movements of the hips, “you are so tight and sweet.” So let us out of you thoughtfully and consistently do fucking.

Olga Nikolayevna jerked and, huddled together, slid off the penis. She wanted to show the rapist that the victim was unbreakable, but then sperm flowed from the exhausted hole on the inner side of her thighs. Olenka presented herself - with her skirt upraised, with breasts sticking out of the open blouse, and even with sperm slowly flowing down her slender legs, her whole sunburn passed, and tears spilled from her eyes.

- Olga Nikolaevna, clean yourself up soon. A big change ends in five minutes. Or should I tell the parallel class that you are sick?

- No ... - the teacher sobbed, - not you ... I ... I now ..

- Respect. - Misha showed his thumb. As he approached, he took a tear-stained face in his hands and kissed him tightly.Olenka almost gave way to the trembling knees from the rude caress of Olenka, but she did not answer the kiss, glaring at the rapist. “You’ll make a great fucking bastard,” said Misha and weighed a heavy ringing slap on an elastic ass.

Home Olenka came neither alive nor dead. Fortunately, the husband was not at home. In this, she quickly put on new panties, and only then sighed with relief. For a while she stood in front of the mirror, peering into her own reflection, as if searching for signs of the fall. But nothing like that mirror reflected. Even on-turn. Olga Nikolaevna thought that her face was fresher and, yes, she looked prettier. Thoughtfully eating a sponge, the teacher turned her back to the mirror. Lifting her skirt, she looked at the reflection from behind her shoulder. It is not clear why, the first to her hand got the most depraved panties, presented by a friend. Olenka never put them on, and now, it’s necessary now that they were on it, like a symbol of debauchery. "You have a great ass, Olga Nikolaevna." The words of Michael sounded again in their ears. Olenka turned to the mirror and lifted her skirt in front.

Panties barely covered intimate hair, and a thin fabric embossed depicted pubis. The hand involuntarily reached out to the source of the passion that was poured. And as soon as her finger drowned in a tender crack, the young woman groaned hoarsely. She had never done anything like this before, and now, as if afraid of her own sensuality, Olga Nikolayevna hastily pulled up her skirt and almost ran to the bathroom. “I behave like a fuck like the last fuck,” beat in her head.

The return of her husband, dinner together - everything was as usual - decorous, intelligent, at home ... But only occasionally Olga Nikolayevna shuddered. The thought “I am fucking” was creeping into her head. The woman listened to the novelty of sensations, suddenly feeling the sweet languor between the thighs. And once, when the sensations in the lower abdomen became almost unbearable, a completely idiotic thought crept into its pretty head: “I wish there was a good member there now ...

And in the morning there was a bell in the apartment. Misha's calm voice sounded in the receiver. “Olga Nikolaevna, it’s cool outside today, so put on stockings. Do you have stockings?

Olga Nikolaevna barely reached the school - bending legs did not carry her into this nest of debauchery. But in the lessons, the trampled self-esteem and remorse disappeared somewhere. The young woman felt graceful in a fairly chaste narrow skirt that opened slender legs just above the knee and a black tight-fitting balloon that favorably emphasized the beautiful bosom. At the same time she felt herself and terribly depraved under the skirt - she was wearing those same panties from three narrow strips of fabric, fastened with a metal bow tie on the ass, and black stockings.

But all her mood fell, the last bell had hardly rang, and 11b instantly got out of the classroom. Only Misha remained at his desk.

“Olga Nikolaevna, it is not clear to me here ...” he said, with a smirk looking into the teacher’s eyes. - Explain to me? Only lock the door.

Almost fainting, Olenka walked to the door and, closing it, turned around. Misha was sitting with his legs in the passage between the desks.

- Well, come here, sweet.

When the teacher approached his student, he sat her down on her knees and began to paw a young supple body. His hands were everywhere: they crushed elastic breasts, then squeezed the ass, then climbed under the skirt, stroking the silky skin over the lace band of the stocking. Occasionally, inadvertently fingers touched the pubis in an effort to get between the legs. Olenka trembled and squeezed her hips more tightly, as if this could stop a lustful male. And Misha quite snickered and removed his hand from under the skirt of the teacher to take up her breasts. Finally, satisfied with the appeasability and helplessness of his victim, he pressed on her shoulders and made her kneel.

For a while, Misha enjoyed the view of Olenka humbly frozen before him, and then said:

- Well, you know how to suck?

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