Public Agent – I fuck my sons School Teacher in the back of my car and she LOVED it

There she was, the prim and proper schoolteacher, dressed in her professional attire, standing by the red wall, talking about my little shithead like he was some fucking angel. Mrs. Thompson, with her innocent smile and demure demeanor, had no clue that her world was about to get a whole lot dirtier. I slid into the driver’s seat, my cock already hardening at the thought of what was about to go down. I rolled down the window, leaned over, and whispered, “Get in the car, Mrs. Thompson. I need to discuss something private about little Johnny’s progress.” Her eyes widened, but she complied, her skirt riding up as she slid into the backseat. I backed out, drove to a secluded spot, and before she could utter a word, I was on her, my hand roughly hiking up her skirt, my fingers digging into her thigh. “Let’s see how much you love extra cash, you slutty teacher,” I growled, my other hand grabbing her blouse and ripping it open. Her tits spilled out, and I dove in, sucking and biting her nipples while she gasped and moaned. I shoved her back, spread her legs wide, and yanked down her panties. Her pussy glistened, ready and waiting. I unzipped my pants, pulling out my throbbing cock, and without a word, plowed into her wet cunt. She cried out, her back arching as I started fucking her hard, my hips slapping against hers. “You like that, don’t you, Mrs. Thompson?” I grunted, grabbing her thighs and spreading her wider. “You love taking this big cock in your tight little teacher pussy.” Her moans filled the car as I pounded into her, my balls slapping against her ass. I reached down, rubbing her clit in tight circles, feeling her body tense and shake beneath me. “Cum for me, you dirty teacher,” I commanded, and she obeyed, her pussy clenching around my cock as she screamed out her release. I didn’t stop, though. I kept fucking her, chasing my own orgasm. When it hit, I roared, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my hot cum. She lay there, panting and spent, her body glistening with sweat. I pulled out, zipped up, and left her there, a mess of lust and desire, a far cry from the prim and proper teacher she pretended to be.