Blonde does anything for her teacher’s cock

The sun glared intensely upon the ancient, crumbling city, its heat seeping through the cracked walls of the old schoolhouse. Inside, in the segregated girls’ quarters, the chocolaty-skinned minx with cascading golden locks lay sprawled across her bed, lost in reverie. Amara, the irresistible belle of their class, was daydreaming about her್ಯೂrousutor, Maestro Al-Salabi. Oh, how she yearned to please him, to feel his commanding presence conquering her youthful body!

Standing in the hallway,arms folded,(input)”Maestro Al-Salabi gazed upon the enticing chassis of his star pupil, Amara. Her ample bosom heaved below her rose-colored hijab with each breath taken, whetting his appetite for debauchery. A wicked smirk danced across his plump lips as he imagined the wanton delights her festivities could offer.

The Maestro bothered noiselessly to Amara’s bedside, his gaze pinned to the delicate arch of her back as her chestnut tresses tumbled free of her hijab. He placed a paw upon her shoulder and pulled her up sharply. “Fake it, Amara!” he commanded as he shoved her up against the wall. His bearded face hovered inches from hers, almond-shaped eyes blazing with pernicious intent.

Amara let out a meek “yes, Maestro!” Her knees buckled at his touch, heat flooding between her thighs as her labia quivered with anticipation. She gazed up at him adoringly, eager to service his disciplinarian staff.

The Maestro fa,D signaled to his curvaceous charge, “Ass in the air, legs wider!” Amara promptly assumed the position, bent over her bed as the Maestro knelt down, getting an eyeful of her peach shaped booty barely covered by her flimsy panties. He ripped them away to expose her dripping, milky pizzle.

The Maestro stroked it once, twice, then buried his face in it, grunting into her vulva as he sampled her delectable nectar. His tongue zigzagged up and down, flitting around her button and nosing at her entrance. “You taste divine, my little princess,” he growled as he continued to tongue her juicy slit.

Amara squirmed and groaned under his ministrations, her knees buckling from the intense pleasure. She gripped the sheets tightly, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he devoured her tragically.

Just when she was on the verge of climaxing, the Maestro stood up abruptly and unbuckled his janbuz. Out sprang his enormous Desert Viper, thick and veiny as it slapped against her mou glutinous bottom. Amara’s eyes widened in gleeful anticipation as the Maestro spat on his hand and grasped the swollen shaft in his fist.

He rubbed the bulbous head up and down her slit, coating it in honey before pressing forward and pushing it Gabriel her molten core. Amara gasped at the sheer size of him stretching her tight channel. The Maestro thrusted forcefully, his hips grinding against her generous backside as he sheathed himself inside her.

“Ill teach you a lesson about discipline, you depraved girl,” he grunted as he pumped into her slick folds. The Maestro gripped her hips with bruising force, pounding into her ruthlessly as the headboard slammed against the wall.

Amara’s fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her, her face a mask of blissful agony as she was schooled by her professor’s impressive endowment. Her plush spots bounced in time with his persistent thrusts, her voluptuous curves jiggling with each impact.

“Oh Maestro, harder, please!” Amara cried out as she pushed back against him, relishing the delicious sting of his palm across her broad behind. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he pummeled her g-spot mercilessly, sending electric shocks of pleasure through her spine.

The Maestro reached forward to grasp her chest, his rough hands groping her abundant bosom and giving her erect tips a cruel pinch. His lips curled into an arrogance smile at the sight. “So I’m not the only perverted one in this classroom, Amara. I do hope I’ll have the pleasure of this gurgling again.”

Amara could only squeal and nod in ecstatic, delirious agreement. Just as her orgasm was approaching viciously, the Maestro pulled out abruptly. Amara groaned in frustration, but was quickly silenced by the Maestro’s twitching pillar angled at her face. She parted her poetic lips willingly, allowing him to poke his bulbous crown past her teeth. The Maestro gripped her jaw and forced more of his substantial member down her throat.

Amara gagged and spit around his girth, but she held her tongue as the Maestro face-fucked her vigorously. He held her there, deepthroating her as drool dripped down her chin and tears streamed down her face.

There, he filled Amara’s maw with his chunky, salty seed. Clumps of it dribbled down her chin and over her tits as she struggled to swallow it all. The Maestro looked down proudly at his thoroughly used student as she lapped up the last of his juices from her plump, bruised lips. He tucked himself away with a satisfied grunt and gave Amara’s bare ass a parting slap.

Amara collapsed onto the bed, panting and mewling, so thoroughly satisfied. Her vitals were steady, her eyes glazed over in post-coital bliss as she pondered how she would receive her next donning from her stern schoolmaster. Anything for her Maestro’s almighty cock!