Missy clutched his cock. The cock stalk was thick, hard, and big in her hand. She squeezed.

"This is really a big boner, sir," she commented.

"Oh, honey doll!" he gasped.

His cock squirted.

He rubbed hotly on her crotch.

"Jeez, Mr. Sexton… you think we should be doin' this while the dance is on and stuff?"

His answer was a hot hand that dipped into her wet panties. He sliced his fingers into the fuzzy hair of her cunt. He slicked up and down her cunt slit, then rammed a finger in her pussy.

"Ooof!" she gulped.

Missy pushed in and out on his cock with an overhand grip. She had never been so excited.

The feel of his burning cock rod in her tight, curling, ginger-tipped fingers thrilled her.

"It's soooo big!" she whispered. "Should I beat it off for you?"

"Oh, yes?" he panted. "Yes, yes, yes!"

He fingerfucked her pussy wildly, jiggling his hand in the crotch of her pretty panties.

Missy liked that finger. She liked the way he hooked it in, the way he rubbed her little clit, and the way he made it quiver.

"Look, I better get out of the way. You can't squirt all over me, sir," Missy said, changing the grip she had on his cock.

He withdrew his dripping finger from her panties. He leaned back on the desk at the front of the room. His pants and shorts were at his ankles. Missy stood at his side. She underhanded his prick, got the bottom of the cock stalk sliding on her palm.

"How big is it?" she asked.

"Ten inches," he whispered.

"Wow!" Missy gasped, hiking her hand in and out on the thick prick.

"You clever little doll," he murmured, sliding a hand behind her, dipping into her panties, waving his fingers all over her smooth, slick ass.

His finger feathered up and down the ass crack. He moved the fingertip up her asshole.