Hammond had recovered enough of his vitality by this time so that he could make the effort of uncoupling from Miss Childress, who was still sprawled out, belly down, on the desk, her pussy impaled upon his emptied, but still hard, cock. Being a gym teacher, Hammond kept himself in shape, and, although his coming had been as strength sapping as the librarian's, he had recuperated first.

He placed his hands on the up-thrust mound of her ass, holding her down on the desk as he began to slowly draw his fat prick out of her cunt. It was obvious that he had to hold her down, because even from where Jennifer was watching this, she could see that Miss Childress' cunt was not willing to be vacated.

The librarian squirmed around, as if trying to help Hammond unlink from her loins, but her pussy was not being helpful at all. Her cunt hole sucked and dragged and pulled on his retreating cock meat. The circular muscles that worked so well when she was getting fucked were still working, clamping closed in a series of concentric rings, loath to be empty of cock. The thick root dragged out inch by inch. More and more of his fat cock came into sight, but his long prick seemed almost endless.

He grunted, pushing dawn with both hands while his taut ass dragged his loins back.

At last his cock head appeared in her pussy. Her cunt lips clung to that last slab of meat so firmly that they were being turned inside out. Her pussy was like a Chinese finger puzzle – the harder he pulled to retract his prick, the more he narrowed and tightened her cunt hole.