Mrs. Laurent felt shocked and moaned out loud in a high-pitched tone. But fortunately, Miles reacted swiftly and clasped her mouth shut.

Mrs. Laurent lost her balance and leaned into him with rolled eyes, an immensely pleasured expression.

"... In other words, you’ve been dreaming about me, or should I say my dick?"

Moving his hands to clench and grope her left tit, Miles whispered into her ears, knowing she could still hear him.

"Hmmmm."

Mrs. Laurent moaned, nodding with difficulty.

"Alright, let’s make your dream come true by first testing how good you suck a cock."

’How can he say that...’

Her thoughts screamed, blushing at the scene in her head. Feeling Miles let go of her, even if it was just for a moment, Mrs. Laurent felt a lustful sense of void that threatened to consume her reasoning.

The next moment, Mrs. Laurent lowered her head and turned, unwilling to meet Miles’s gaze.

She didn’t say a word; instead, she locked eyes with the huge bulge in his uniform pants and gulped. Her eyes gleamed with lustful curiosity.

She wanted to feel it, she wanted a taste of it.

’Just how big is it?’

Her heart thumped and she went on her knees. Without hesitating, she raised her hands and proceeded to unbuckle his belt.

Soon his zip came undone, prompting her to gulp and slowly lower the bands of his underwear as if unpacking a surprise package.

"Ahh."

The next moment, Mrs. Laurent gasped and almost lost her balance. Shock filled her eyes as she stared at the thick, long rod that had bounced from its cage and now pointed straight at her face.

She instinctively swallowed again.

’This... it’s way bigger than I thought. I can take it,’ she marveled.

"Mrs. Laurent, I’m afraid if you stare at it all day we’ll be caught before we are done here."

Speaking, Miles didn’t want to entertain her shock; he grabbed her hair and guided her to look at him. Their eyes met and Mrs. Laurent bit her lips, a little bit ashamed but wanting his cock even more.

He was undoubtedly the biggest she had ever seen.

"What are you waiting for? Suck it," Miles said to her, his eyes cold and domineering.

’Shit. This feels so good. Commanding my teacher to suck my cock.’

Fearing he wouldn’t let her continue, Mrs. Laurent unhesitatingly grabbed the base of his cock and popped it in her mouth.

Her eyes closed and she began bobbing her head, sucking him with delight as her mouth was filled to the brim.

"Argh."

Miles groaned in satisfaction and patted her head encouragingly.

"Good girl. Keep it up."

As he said these words, Mrs. Laurent’s eyes widened and she choked on his cock.

’How am I a good girl? I’m clearly older than him and he’s just—’

"Hmmmm."

Slurp!

’I like it. Call me a good girl again.’

Sucking him more devotedly, her breasts jiggled and she leaned a bit to suck his balls, cleaning them with her tongue and saliva.

"Good girl. Stand up."

Pulling his cock out of her mouth, he slapped her face with it and stepped back.

"Ahhhh."

Though willing to suck more to her heart’s content if he was willing, Mrs. Laurent didn’t voice her thoughts, since she knew how risky their current ordeal was and the probability of another teacher coming soon increased as the seconds ticked. Still, she felt reluctant.

’Maximum of 18 minutes left.’ Glancing at the wall clock, Miles felt a sense of urgency and helped Mrs. Laurent off her knees.

"Here."

Miles directed her to the nearest desk, which happened to be sparse and unused. Mrs. Laurent glanced at it and moved towards it, not questioning what he wanted to do.

Standing before it while heaving from sucking his dick, Mrs. Laurent stared at Miles with his cock out and took a deep breath. After a little hesitation in her mind, she winked naughtily at him and pulled up her top, exposing her abdomen and the surface of her plump skin, raising it until her big bra, titties, and nipples could be seen, inciting Miles to grab and suck them.

"Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm!"

Just as Mrs. Laurent experienced the peak pleasure of having her boobs sucked, he pulled back from her embrace and moved his hands past her waist to smack and grab her ass.

"Ahhhh!"

Mrs. Laurent gasped, sharply raising her head as he grabbed her butt.

Though he was far from containing them in his arms, his hands were so strong that she felt the smack rock her insides.

Miles didn’t dawdle for long. The next moment, he began pulling up her skirt until it was up and hanging around her waist.

Mrs. Laurent held onto his shoulders, biting her lips as she felt the wind kiss her ass cheeks.

’Damn. I can’t take off or shift her panties. I’ll have to rip them.’

"Hold onto me tight."

"Ahhh."

Mrs. Laurent gasped and could only comply when she felt herself being lifted, wrapping her legs around him in the best way she could.

In his embrace, she felt his dick pressed against her and gasped again before Miles placed her on the desk.

"Lie down."

Smack!

"Ahhhhh!"

Mrs. Laurent gasped and laid on the desk.

’Perfect mix of chubby and thick,’ Miles thought to himself, as he held her panties and casually ripped them.

"Ahhhh."

Ignoring Mrs. Laurent’s gasp, he kept ripping until he eventually took them off and raised them for her to see.

’She isn’t that chubby so the size looks quite normal.’

Placing them by the desk, he set his eyes on her pussy.

’Fuck. She’s dripping.’

Colorless, sticky fluid was currently smeared around her thighs. The lips of her pussy were actually gleaming, causing Miles to take a deep breath as he lifted one of her legs above his shoulder and used his dick to teasingly brush her clit.

"Ahhhhhh."

Without much fanfare, he slid it in deep.