19-Year-Old Molly O' Connor Learns to Squirt!

Teen Molly O’Connor yawns through equations. Boring teacher. Boring chalk. Then the fire-door bangs open and Porno Claus steps inside—red suit unbuttoned to his waist, thick cock already tenting the velvet. Molly’s skirt is around her hips before he reaches her. She sinks onto the front-row desk, mouth stretching wide to take him straight to the throat, gagging once, spit sliding down her chin. He lifts her, flips her, spreads her ass on the cold laminate and drives in, wood creaking each time he bottoms out. Deep, hard strokes turn her gasps into whimpers. When he pulls back she’s dripping, swollen. Porno Claus grabs the vibe, knuckles two thick fingers inside, pumps fast while he presses the toy to her clit. Molly bucks, legs shaking. She floods the desk—hot, clear squirt spraying his forearm, pooling under her cheeks. Claus slides his fingers out, slick to the knuckles, licks them clean. Cookies won’t cut it anymore. Right now he needs that fresh, salty taste straight from Molly’s still-twitching cunt.