That was all it took before I was fumbling with my jeans. Jenny slipped the condom packet between her teeth and lowered her hands to help. She quickly unbuckled my jeans before I took over and shoved them down my thighs along with my underwear.

“Fuck, I Love your body." She said as my abdominal musculature came into view.

“Really?” The surprise was a little obvious. I guess I never thought of myself as a guy who'd ever have a body girls would love.

“Of course, silly!" Jenny's tone was chiding as she plucked the condom from between her teeth, unsheathed it, and rolled the thin plastic film down over my cock. As usual, it didn't take much to get me rigid when it came to my Jenny. Once her work was done she gave the tip of my member a gentle flick and ran her hands up over my chest. "All this hard man underneath me? You did this for me?"

I nodded as she lifted her hips and closed my eyes to savour the sensation of her pussy once again sliding down over my cock. My hands lifted up her skirt and groped her tight butt. God, I loved her ass. I loved feeling it move whilst I pumped my cock inside her.

"I did it for you." I breathed before feeling her lips on mine.

"You're so good to me." She moaned against my mouth as she moved. I sealed our lips together, the seams interlocking as she continued her movements.

I lifted one of my hands from her ass to slide up her back and into her silky blonde curls. She clearly approved of the firmness as I took a hold in her hair and held her against me. I felt the soft padding of her bra against my chest as her tits bounced and jiggled with every thrust.

Jenny came suddenly and without warning, her scream smothered inside my mouth. The first was the catalyst for her to truly start moving as she craved more and more. Her pussy started to quiver around my cock as she rocked herself through multiple peaks of climax. I felt her tongue licking against mine, her teeth nibbling at me and her lips growing firm and insistent as we furiously made out.

In the car park, it had been mostly me that had control, but now Jenny was definitely back in the saddle, and she was loving every minute. Her hips seemed to blur as my cock slammed her again and again. Another scream was lost in my throat as my fingers tightened in her hair and I held her against me. She was losing control and I wasn't far behind her.

With a final burst of energy, she gushed her hot slippery juices around my cock and I felt the wet heat rise up to splatter inside the condom.

We gently held each other as we rode out our mutual orgasms. I moved my thighs beneath her, feeling the wet stickiness of her sex.

“You get so wet, Jen." I chuckled softly as I kissed her cheek.

“I know! I should be stopped." She nipped the tip of my nose with her teeth.

“We're gonna need to burn this chair." I noted.

“Oh come on, spoilsport. You just got laid in Miss Blake's class. We all know how you Love Miss Blake. If I put on an Australian accent then can we do it again?" Jenny teased. She lifted herself up off of me and bent over to look inside her bag for some wipes.

“I do not fancy Miss Blake!" I lied. I totally fancied Miss Blake.

It wasn't that I was crazy about the woman, it was a purely sexual thing. Miss Blake was a 28 year-old French teacher from Australia who knew how to get the attention of the male half of the population. She always wore thigh-length skirts, dark sheer stockings, high heels, and a comfortably-fitting blouse that highlighted her charms to the point of distraction. I hadn't taken her class for two years now but that didn't mean the woman had escaped my fantasies.

She was tall, leggy, and blonde, with medium-sized breasts. Her hair was always highlighted or styled in some way or other and it fell smoothly around her round cheeks, seductive eyes, and pouty lips.

Combine all that with the silky French accent she always feigned, and I was a gonner.