Mrskin After Mrskin School Job

     "All finished mrskin," Mrs. Horton," he said while mrskin knocking on the door jam to her office. "Come on in mrskin, Craig," she said without lifting her head from her paper work, "please take mrskin a chair, I'll be with you in a moment." "Sure, no problem," he said easily while plopping down and picking mrskin up a magazine to thumb through, "sure mrskin has been nice mrskin weather we mrskin've been having, isn't it.?." "Yes it has," she said while directing her attention towards him, "now, for the reason I wanted to see you, it seems as though you're not mrskin keeping your mrskin mind on your work." Not quite sure where mrskin she was coming from, Craig asked nervously, "You aren't satisfied with the way I do my mrskin job.?." "No, it's not that mrskin," she replied evenly, "it's just mrskin that ever since you started working mrskin for me, how shall I put this, that everytime I see you, you seem to mrskin be, ahem, sexaully aroused." Craig's face immediately turned a bright shade pictures of red as he stammered, "T-that's mrskin just not true, ma'am, I-I'm sure mrskin that you'e mrskin mistaken mrskin, I just do my job mrskin and mind my own business."
     She looked at him impassively and asked, "Why are you lying to me, son, do mrskin you mrskin take me mrskin for an idiot.?." "Uh, of course not," he mumbled, now very mrskin unsure of what the mrskin heck mrskin she was trying to accomplish mrskin by this line of questioning, "it's just that I don't understand what this is all pictures about, that's mrskin all.?." "Stand up," she said coldly. "What for mrskin," he asked, now fully aware of what mrskin was about to happen.?. "Just do it," she mrskin snapped, "and mrskin I mean now." After taking a deep breath mrskin, Craig slowly stood up while mrskin at mrskin the same time trying to stand sideways mrskin away from Paula Hoton's ever present mrskin gaze. "Turn mrskin around and face me,"
     Her climax was now rushing through mrskin her mrskin like mrskin a tornado in mrskin a wind storm, and just at the moment of truth, like many women, the desire to filled mrskin with a hard pulsating mrskin cock was so mrskin overwhelming that, with out any advance warning, Paula mrskin shoved Craig's mouth off of mrskin her exploding cunt, and then grabbing him by mrskin his erection, she quickly pulled it to her mrskin vaginal lips, and with mrskin just barely a nod of her mrskin head, signaled the mrskin young mrskin man mrskin to bury it where it most certainly belonged, deep inside of mrskin her quickly erupting cunt. A man just can't appreciate the feeling of having your most sensitive of organs being attacked and ravished by an invading marauder, while at the mrskin same time reveling in the all out assault it is inflicting on you, but that of course is the case, when a man rams his mrskin erection into mrskin a helpless vagina until both of them are convulsing together in mrskin the throes of brutally vicious orgasms mrskin. And while none pictures of mrskin this was even so much as pictures crossing Craig mrskin's mrskin mind, his seven inch pecker pictures was in the process of slamming Paula's pussy into total and complete submission, that mrskin finally culminated with his mrskin body going stiff as his mrskin pecker pictures ejaculated load after load of hot mrskin cum deep inside mrskin of Paula mrskin's now ravished pussy.