His cock was dripping with cunt juice as it went into her ass and sailed from her bowels as it went up her cunt.

Miss Childress' loins were thrashing about in frenzy, and she was moaning and panting and crying out in joy.

Jennifer wondered which of the librarian's holes would receive the gym teacher's jism, when he finally shot his wad.

That exquisite moment was drawing near now.

Although he was doing his best to delay and prolong it, Hammond was nearing the peak, fucking faster and harder.

Miss Childress cried out. She was coming again. She wanted him to come with her, to feel his jism hose her as she creamed. Hammond grunted and slammed his cock up her cunt. He ground it in to the roots, stirring her pussy. He had stopped switching holes now.

He began to concentrate on her cunt, pouring the prick in with gusto.

"Oh-oh-ah!" the librarian wailed.

"Now!" Hammond groaned. "Take it, baby!"

His cum shot into her cunt in a silver streak. He poured geyser after geyser into her, and her cunt juice blended with it. The mingled juices sprayed out as his big prick stuffed her to the brim, soaking her crotch and his belly.

"Come – come – come!"

Miss Childress was gasping for cum. And even as she pleaded for the stuff, Hammond was pouring it into her, filling her cunt up with a deluge of jism. His balls seemed bottomless, his orgasm endless. He was squirting it up her, hosing her with it, flooding her with load after load. The slimy jism burst out in ropes and coils and jets.

His powerful body was shaking now, as every bit of his vitality, all of his energy, rushed out through his prick. She responded with equal vitality. Each time he shot another dose into her, a wave of cunt juice gushed out to meet it. Her ass flew wildly up and down. His belly whacked against her ass as he rammed the meat home.