It was a cold rainy afternoon and the bell had just rung to release the students from the school. Alivia stopped by Mr. Phelps' room as she had a few questions about Maslow's hierarchy of needs. "Hey." Mr. Phelps greeted Alivia as she entered his classroom. "darn it!" Mr. Phelps said as he dropped a stack of freshly-printed papers. Alivia initially rushed over to help, but when she saw Mr. Phelps bending over she froze in her tracks. As though Jamie's cake was Medusa's gaze Alivia completely turned to stone. She was slick between the thighs and couldn't avert her gaze. The wagon on that man accentuated by his slacks was too much for her to handle. Alivia knew she had to make a move.
Being very forward Alivia nearly lunges at Phelps and grips his ass which makes him jump "oh!" he exclaims "Alivia you mustn't!" he said in a more hushed tone as to not attract attention. "That bulge in your pants says otherwise." Alivia said with a lustful look on her face. Before anything can even be said in response Alivia already has Phelps' pants unzipped and she pulls out his rock hard member. It's curved like a banana and has a wart at the base. Alivia simply cannot contain herself so she pushed Mr. Phelps backward onto his desk and wrapped her lips around his parabola of a penis. "I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes." Alivia directed and when Phelps was told to open them again he saw Alivia fully unclothed with the exception of a thick foot-long strap-on which had his name written all over. "Bend over" Alivia barked which Mr. Phelps promptly did
When Alivia inserted her thick chocolate rod into Phelps' anus he felt such pain and pleasure all at once that he couldn't help but vocalize it with a yelp. Alivia pounded her hips against his buttocks with the most intense ferocity she could muster and he let out a low continual moan. "Don't you dare cum until I say you can, Jamie!" she demanded, but he could hardly hold back any longer and despite his best efforts, he busted the fattest nut he ever had before receiving permission. "How dare you! Lick it up NOW!" Alivia screamed at Mr. Phelps and without a moment's delay, he licked his viral load off of the dirty tile floor with his orifice still gaping from the pounding he just received.
They both heard footsteps approaching and tried to hurry and get dressed, but it was too late. Charles was standing at the doorway, however, he wasn't concerned with them he merely saw Alivia's notes sitting on Mr. Phelps' desk and said "OOOH! THAT'S PSYCHOLOGY!" in an excited tone.
