Jennings gaped down at her speechlessly, too shocked to speak or step away.

Tammy was very, very horny, and she didn't want to waste any more time seducing him. Deftly, her fingers squeezed and massaged his hard-on through his slacks, until a wet stain appeared on the cotton by the tip of his cock. Then Tammy unzipped his slacks, pulled them down and groaned at the sight of his naked prick. His cock was huge and thick, nearly as big as her daddy's was.

Jennings bit his lip and remained silent. There was obviously no point in denying his arousal now that the teenaged blonde could see his enormously swollen cock, bobbing and twitching, luridly oozing cum.

"So you don't want to fuck me?" Tammy pushed his shirt out of the way and wrapped her little hand securely around the base of his cock. Slowly, she beat his cock meat, smiling as more pre-cum dripped and oozed from his inflamed cock head. "I guess you always like to teach history with a big boner like this, huh?"

"Tammy, please don't do this to me," Jennings gasped. "I'm a married man."

Tammy held up his magnificent cock and planted a wet kiss on the tip. She slipped her tongue all over the spongy, juicy prick knob, lapping up the cream that ran from the tip. Then she made his cock twitch and dance as she gave every inch of it a tongue bath, leaving his prick glistening with a mixture of her saliva and his own oozing cum.

"Ohhh, Tammy," Jennings moaned. His face was a dazed mask of guilt and lust. "You're making me lose control of myself!"

Tammy chuckled and pushed her wet fist to the root of his prick. Then she parted her lips and pushed the heart-shaped knob between her lips, compressing her lips in a tight circle just under the crown.

His prick tasted delicious, but then again, Tammy had loved the taste of every cock she'd ever sucked. Gurgling, the horny youngster swirled her tongue around the purplish prick knob, enjoying the way her teacher trembled every time her tongue danced on his cum slit.