"Drink!"As she sucked from him, he took her, his big body thrusting up into her, slamming into her core over and over, sliding over the nerves that ke...pt her coming as he rocked into her. She had never been with someone like him before. He gave and he took, though what he was getting in exchange for the pleasure of his blood and his seed, she could not say.Finally, with a fierce roar, he froze inside her, his cock throbbing so hard she felt it, adding licks of flame and small bursts of orgasms. The class, a mixture of senior boys and girls, would much rather joke around and play on their phones.You notice your teacher wiping her brow, then quietly pleading to the class to try and focus for the remaining half of the hour. Her blue eyes meet yours, seeming hopeful to have at least one student listening to her.Stacy Bickler was one of the younger teachers at Westside High. Her face, and body for that matter, looked younger than her twenty-seven years. You make note that she seems to be. I pulled her shirt up over her head and unclipped her bra and let her tits fall free. They were firm with big brown hard nipples. As I touched them she made a little moan. She got my shirt off and we were cuddling together, her breasts flattened against my chest.My hand wandered down her thighs and up under her skirt .. her panties were soaking wet over her pussy .. I just rubbed her pussy while I kissed her. She found my ever hardening cock and was rubbing it in my jeans .. we stood up as I. "Yes, yes darling." He said, desperately shoving himself between my legs. "Good." I purred, and resumed my slow movement. "I knew you would like this, because I've been reading your stories." Steve's eyes grew even wider. He looked terrified. "Don't worry baby." I said. "Everything's going to be fine. In fact it's going to be wonderful. I'm going to do everything to you that you've dreamed of. Steve groaned again. "Starting tonight, you're going to get to wear my panties and go down on.