Teacher's Mind-Controlled Sluts 11

Mrs. Foster's bowels went wild around my cock. She convulsed about me. I shuddered at the delight of her anal sheath writhing around my cock. It was an incredible delight to feel her bowels rippling around me. Just wondrous.

"Oh, that's so good," whimpered Darcy while I fucked her mother's spasming asshole.

"Fuck!" I groaned and buried into her bowels. I exploded.

My cum fired into the MILF's bowels.

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned as her anal sheath convulsed around my cock. She suckled at me with hunger. "Oh, Mr. Miller!"

"Master!" Cassandra squealed as she trembled nearby, her skirt rustling with her orgasmic delight.

I shuddered through my own orgasm, the pleasure shooting through me. I fired blast after blast of cum into the MILF's bowels. Mrs. Foster milked my cock with her writhing anal sheath.

The pleasure shot through me with each blast of spunk that fired from my dick. I groaned, unloading my jizz into her bowels. I flooded her with my seed as I groaned through the rapture. I reveled in the thrill of being the best teacher.

"Fuck, yes!" I groaned, firing the last blast of cum.

"Oh, yes, yes, Master," moaned Cassandra. "Let me suck your dick clean!"

"Mommy! Mommy! I love you!" Darcy moaned and pulled her mother's head down.

As they kissed, I erupted the last time into the MILF's asshole. I shuddered, feeling amazing right now. Just fantastic. This was an amazing pleasure to enjoy. I sucked in a deep breath, so glad to revel in it. This was perfect.

Just outstanding. I could do anything as the best teacher. Anything.

To be continued...