The Teacher's Pet #04, Scene #05

Patricia Castro, thick Brazilian blonde, stared at Mr. Portella like he already owned her. She crossed her legs under the desk, but her pussy throbbed anyway. Her jeans barely held that fat ass. Her blouse strained over heavy tits that threatened to pop free with every breath. He shut the door. “Strip.” She peeled off the blouse first. Tits spilled out, nipples already hard. Jeans followed, slow, the denim dragging down thick thighs. When her bare ass came free he didn’t speak—just watched it wobble while she bent forward, palms flat on the desk. “Shake it.” Her hips rolled, cheeks clapping, soft flesh rippling. Mr. Portella unzipped, fed his cock between her lips while she stayed bent. She sucked hard, drooling down his length, then lifted her breasts and smothered him in warm, heavy flesh, sliding her body up and down until spit glistened between them. He dragged her to the bed in the next room, threw her down, and drove into her wet cunt in one thrust. Patricia clawed the sheets, moaning through clenched teeth. Each slam knocked the air out of her. When he pulled out, the glass toy replaced him, cool and unforgiving as it breached her asshole. She hissed, legs shaking, then felt him push his raw cock in next—thick, stretching, relentless. He fucked her ass with short, brutal strokes, holding her hips down. The smack of flesh on flesh filled the room. Patricia came first, thighs quivering, cunt pulsing empty while her stretched rim squeezed him tight. He stayed buried until the last second, yanking free and painting her tits in thick ropes, cum sliding between her breasts and dripping down the side of one swollen nipple.