The dumb bimbo was too busy talking to Mommy on her phone to listen to my polite requests. And she was too busy to hear me approach, or to hear me lift my skirt and release my rock-hard dick. The chance of punishing a noisy student always makes so me hard. I swing a stocking-clad leg over her and rest my butt on the deck. She has a split second to see my fat purple tip before I grab the back of her head and force her gaping mouth to accept all eight inches. Her eyes pop wide but her cheerleading experience kicks in and her throat goes to work sucking my cock. I can hear the tinny concern of her mom on the phone; Blondie didn't end the call and mommy dear can hear the noisy, sloppy rape of her precious little girl's face. Blondie still hasn't ended the call, her whole world is my dick, balls deep in her mouth. She doesn't suck me off, I use her skull as a fleshlight, never pulling out far enough for her to breathe. Soon my heavy balls unload; it's too much for even this slut to swallow, running back down my shaft and pooling on my shaved crotch and balls. I pull her head back, off my dick. She gasps and splutters for breath, her lipstick smeared over my length, her eyeliner running from her watering eyes. She gathers herself and gives an exhausted smile - it seems the little cunt enjoyed her throat-rape. They usually do. She opens her mouth to speak.

I raise a finger to my lips.
"Shhhh."

I grab her head again and make her lick the cum, slobber and make-up from my prick. She's too good. I stir. But I'm not quite hard yet. As she works I lift her phone, take a picture as her pleading eyes look up to me while she licks a large glob of spunk off my shaft and send it to Mommy. She'd like to know she's following the rules at college.

 IMAGE BY THE EXCELLENT IN-CASE!