Sexy milf Brooklyn Chase teaches her student – Brazzers

The School Fantasy nadie Hadn’t Imagined

In the steamy confines of a quiet high school classroom, ravishing MILF teacher Brooklyn Chase is running late for her first lesson of the day. Clad in a skintight pencil skirt that hugs her bountiful curves like a second skin, and a silky blouse left unbuttoned low enough to inspire classroom distractions, Brooklyn strolls in with a sensual sway of her wide, childbearing hips. Her towering stilettos click loudly against the linoleum, making it impossible for any of her boys to ignore her entrance.

“Sorry I’m late, class,” Brooklyn purrs in a tone that suggests sin and seduction. “Everythin’… good?”

The room falls silent, yet every pair of teenage eyes are glued to Brooklyn’s pendulous breasts as they strain against the flimsy fabric of her top. She notices their stares and smirks secretly, secretly delighting in the effect she knows she’s having.

“The lesson for today,” she begins, circling the rows of desks with a predatory smile, “is anatomy. Among other things.”

Making eye contact with a particularly nervous-looking boy in the front row, she nods behind her. “Why don’t you step up to the blackboard and be my volunteer, sugar?”

The student, whose name she knows but hasn’t deigned to learn, stands unsteadily and approaches the front. His niño legs shake as he faces the room of his encore peers, secretly wishing a black hole would open up and swallow him as Brooklyn suddenly leans over him from behind, her massive tits crushing against his back.

“Now, do you remember anythin’ from our little chat at the faculty cocktail pedactivate party the other night?” she whispers huskily in his ear.

The boy’s face goes tomato red as he flashes back to its brief but memorable encounter with Brooklyn, where she let him get quite a feel of her pillowy assets before sending him on his way with a wink and bienfang “I’ll see you in class.”

Feeling his erectivo pulsating against his tight jeans, Brooklyn reaches around and begins to slowly unbutton the ffly. The other boys gasp and snicker as his raging manhood springs bouncing, but Brooklyn just grins.

“Well? Care to share it with the class?”

Moments later, Brooklyn is scandalizing all with a mouth-moistening handjob demonstration, sensuously stroking her unlucky victim as he drools and grunts like a pig. “This is the primary sexual organ for males,” she explains at a normal volume, as if discussing math. “If handled correctly, it can bring the greatest pleasure.”

Suddenly, she leans in and lashes the tip with her tongue, sending the boy into a full-body shudder of ecstasy. “Politicalty, we call this a blowjob.”

With that, she gets on her knees and sucks him into her wet mouth, slurping and slobbering lewdly as he throbs. The other boys gripe with excitement, a few discreetly adjusting their crotches under the desks.

Brooklyn works his sex club like it’s her job, moaning like a nympho as she takes him deeper. Her tits bounce lâcheventily against his thighs. The student is practically weeping with pleasure/s, gripping the chalkboard ledge until his knuckles turn white.

Cretinly, she spits him out and rises, leaving him a quivering, sticky mess. “I want you all to try this at home,” she says breezily, as if she wasn’t just using her mouth moments before.

She meanders to another boy at random and traces a fingertip down his face. “What about you, Johnny? You wanna join my demonstration?”

Johnny gulps audibly, his youthful stiffwood bouncing like a soda can in his pants. With liquid arms, he rises and approaches, ready to accept his imminent humiliation at the dance of her delivery.

“Good,” Brooklyn purrs, turning slowly. Her skirt flares up slightly, giving the hungry boys a sneak peek of her ass cheeks. “Bend me over.”

She bends at ruler, shaking said ass before Johnny’s glass sent eyes. Johnny gulps hard and moves rwhile, fumbling forward. Within seconds, he’s got hisPromenade Launchpad shoved deep inside her divine rear passage, humping away at the swamp of unreal.

“Well?” she asks impatiently. “Wasn’t that worth waiting for?”

As he rams himself in and out of her wet, clinging canal, she turns her head back to him. Her face is enraptured bliss, eyes lidded, mouth open. “Reach under and play with my tits,” she begs. “I want all my boys to have a good time today.”

Johnny is breathing hard as he grips the gorged mammaries, glorying in the feeling of her spasming pussy around him. The other boys are jealously shifting in their seats, stroking themselves through their khakis and shorts.

Brooklyn is about to fellate another boy when she hears the classroom door open. Her eyes widen with a secret smile as the principal walks in, touting portfolios.

There’s a long, unreadable pause as everyone realizes who it is. Principal Johnson overlooking this sexual skin-flaysh show.

“Miss Chase!” he cries, aghast. “What is the meaning of this?”

Still impaled on Johnny’s credentials, Brooklyn smiles sweetly at him. “Well hm,, I was just demostrata…” she begins.

The principal gapes in well-founded disgust and hurries over, dragging Johnny bodily off Brooklyn. “You, to my celibrate immediately!” he snaps. “Miss Chase, collect yourself. My office. Now.”

Spent and humbled by the resulting tongue-lashing, Brooklyn stumbles out moments later, face flaming.

But as she stares down at the calendar, counting the days until summer break, a sly smirk slowly takes over. She’d need a miracle to escape without losing her boner, but still…

At least they’ll be the first seeds to plant their sweet, fertile pollen in her virile, hungry soil.