Ryan Keely Last Lesson Before College

Fuck the parental no-show. Elias Cash is eighteen, hot teacher Ryan Keely is finally alone with him, and the tension they nursed all year is about to burst wide open. She’s waited long enough; the second the door clicks shut she has him pinned against her desk with her tongue down his throat. Ryan peels off that tight blouse slow, making sure the boy watches every button pop. Big tits spill free, nipples already stiff, and she grabs his wrist, plants his hand on soft flesh so he can feel how bad she wants it. Her skirt rides up as she hops onto the desk, spreads her thighs and hooks one leg over his shoulder. No panties. Shaved pussy glistening, lips parted, clit swollen—she’s been wet thinking about this since last period. "Come taste your graduation present," she growls, grabbing a fistful of his hair, dragging him down until his tongue drags up her slit. He moans like a starving kid; she laughs, low and dirty, grinding against his mouth while one hand tugs his cock free. Thick, young, rock-hard—she strokes him root to tip, thumb swiping the bead of precum, then wraps her lips around him in a sloppy, wet suck. Gagging sounds fill the empty classroom. She swallows him until her nose smashes into his belly, throat milking every inch. Spit runs down her chin. When she comes up for air she spins, bends over the desk, ass high, tits mashed to cold wood. "Fuck your teacher like the big boy you are," she orders. Elias slams home in one thrust, balls slapping her ass. The desk screeches with every brutal pump, her pussy squelching around him, juice dripping down her thighs. He reaches around, rubs her clit in messy circles until her walls clamp and she squirts down his shaft, cursing loud enough to echo in the hall. She doesn’t let him pull out; instead she drops to her knees, tongue out, jerking his cock until thick ropes paint her tits, lips, tongue. Cum drips between her tits as she licks her fingers clean, grinning up at the wide-eyed boy. "That’ll hold you till college orientation," she purrs, already planning the next after-school session.