You couldn't help it. Seeing a teacher, someone in a position of authority who was supposed to know better, letting her big cock dangle freely under her clothes barely hidden by the hem of her skirt...it aroused you. Your cock started to firm up into a big bulge, and Ms. Wilman definitely noticed. Suddenly, she grabbed your shoulder and pushed you directly into the girl's bathroom.
"Gwen, lock the door. Here, sweetie, let's make you comfortable."
A stall door thrown open; a toilet seat slammed down as you were shoved onto; your skirt loosened and pulled down; your big fat cock springing to life as it was freed.
Gwen came over. "Shit. That's...what the fuck is that?"
Ms. Wilman looked up at her. "Language, young lady."
Circling back, she asked the obvious question. "Why aren't you wearing a condom?"
"I forgot them at home..."
Ms. Wilman looked disappointed. "That's alright. Every young futa forgets to wrap her package from time to time. Here. I packed some of my own just in case."
She began fishing around in her bra, but only managed to get her bracelet snagged on a shirt button. She tried to loosen it, and it popped off, causing her big boobs to pop out right into your face.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Oh dirt, where did I put those condoms?"
She kept trying to find them in her bra, and Gwen tried to help by undoing the back hook. This only resulted in the naked breasts of a mature 35-year-old woman touching your face. You felt your cock getting harder and thicker. You needed to cum, badly!