"Oh, Laura," he panted, suddenly afraid someone might walk into the office and catch them. "Let's go some place where no one can find us."

"Where?" she asked.

"To a motel," he suggested.

"I'd love that," she whispered, giving his thick prick a deep suck. "I can't wait for you to shoot a hot load into my mouth."

They hurried down to the faculty parking lot, where they got into the principal's car and hastily drove away. Not wanting the man to cool off and come to his senses, Laura lowered his zipper and tugged his stiff cock out.

"God, Mr. Kramer," she giggled, lowering her mouth down toward his throbbing cock head. "I want to suck this all the way to the motel."

"Please call me Stanley," he said, panting as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his knob.

"Okay, Stanley," she whispered, wrapping bet moist hot lips around the hard head of his prick.

Later, as they entered the motel room, Laura threw her arms around him, grinding her hot pussy up against his loins. She covered his mouth with her hotly parted lips, and their tongues sensuously entwined as their bodies writhed in ecstasy.

Reaching down, he pulled her skirt up above her ass. Then, cupping the soft ass cheeks in his palms, he pulled her even closer to him.

When he finally released her from the passionate embrace, Laura removed her clothes. Smiling seductively at the man, she lay back on the bed, lewdly spreading her thighs to give him a good look at her little dripping pussy.

"My God!" he gasped, staring down at her curvaceously naked body spread out on the bed. "You're beautiful."

"Hurry, Stanley," she giggled. "I want you to enjoy my hot little pussy."

Smiling up at him, a wild tingle rippled through her loins as she watched the man disrobe. She'd tricked him into this to save her job and reputation, but now she could hardly wait for his loving.