It was obvious, wasn't it? The second he saw those tits in her bra, Ryan knew he was going to be stuffing his cock into his class-neighbor. With no lube and with his target not horny (as far as he could tell) fucking her normally was out of the question. So, a face-fuck it would have to be.
Climbing on the desk, Ryan positioned his rod to be eye-level with the girl. With one hand on the back of her head as guidance, he used to the other one to pry open her lips, rubbing a bit of her crimson lipstick onto his fingers. With no control of her body, droll started to drip out of her mouth, which was just fine for him.
He slammed his fat cock into her waiting cavity, shoving it throat-deep. His body shivered as he rubbed against her hot and sticky tongue and as his tip made contact with her uvula, before colliding with the back of her throat. He let it sit there briefly, letting his pre-cum drip down her esophagus before he began face-fucking her in earnest. With a rapid series of pumps he guided her head back and forth, back and forth. With each thrust, a little bit of spit exploded from her mouth, sprinkling her desk.
Before long, Ryan could feel the coming orgasm. It was his favorite part, not only because of the feeling, but because he got to blow his load on anything or anyone he wished. Glancing around at targets, he decided to...
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