Page 6 of Calla's Boys

I tilt my head to the side as a grin starts to spread across my lips. I walk the tips of my fingers up from her belly to her bra, slip my arms around her, our lips mere inches from each other as I undo the clasp and let her luscious, full tits free from their chambers.

I look down as I grip them firmly in my hands, digging my fingernails into the soft flesh and giving them a violent turn in either direction. When she squeals, I use my forefingers and thumbs, clamping them down on her hard nipples.

Ms. Hunt grunts in pain, and I smirk as I press my lips against her forehead. “You know what you can do to make me pay attention in class? Put these babies on display for me. Let me see them when you’re teaching, and I’ll listen to anything you have to say, Ms. Hunt.”

“Jesse, you know I can’t—”

“Then I guess we’ll go to plan b,” I cut her off with a smirk.

Before Ms. Hunt has a chance to protest, I move my hands quickly, grabbing her thick ass and lifting her off the floor.

Settling her on the edge of the desk, I reach down and unzip my jeans, shoving them down, briefs quickly following.

As I spit into the palm of my hand and start to tug on my dick, I nod at her to come closer.

“Hold those massive things together and let me fuck them till I come,” I growl as I start to grow in my hand.

Ms. Hunt looks a little scared, but she seems to know there’s no way to get out of it, and honestly, I don’t think she wants to.

Especially not when she takes a deep, shuddering breath, pushes her huge tits together, and opens her mouth.

She is far from an innocent bitch.

She knows exactly what she wants and how to get it.

I slide my cock between her soft globes and bite back a moan as soon as I start to fuck them. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life before, and I’m already quickly becoming hooked on Ms. Hunt.

I slide a thumb into her partially opened lips, pull them open, then lean down and spit into her mouth.

Ms. Hunt immediately swallows it as I go back to fucking her tits, licking the head of my cock with each thrust.

Yeah, Ms. Hunt knows exactly what she fucking wants.

And on this fine afternoon, she wants me.

***

“What?” I gasp in shock at being jolted awake. I let out a loud sigh when Billy nudges me and nods out the window.

I don’t know how long that nap was, but it was obviously timed well enough for me to sleep on the way up to the resort.

The only problem I’ll have now is getting off the shuttle with everyone else, because if I stand up, they’ll all see how fucking hard I am.

This sucks,I think irritably as I rub the back of my neck and wait patiently for everyone to gather their belongings and start to make their way toward the small steps.

Chapter Four

Billy

I grab Jesse’s bag from near his feet as I stand up and do my best not to laugh. He’s got a stiffy, which means he was probably having a good dream, and I knocked him out of it.

But the sense of wanting to laugh leaves me almost as quickly as it comes, because that means he’ll more than likely try to get back at me for it.

How was I supposed to know he was having a wet dream? It’s not like he advertised it, and he didn’t fall asleep on purpose.

Jet lag isreal,and I think it’s taking a toll on all of us. Clyde is moving sluggishly, Doc is holding on to the railing as he goes by, and even Calla’s walking a little funny.

Granted, that could be due to the fact that she joined the mile high club, or it could just be because she’s tired… which could also be attributed to joining the mile high club.

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