I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.

Two hours after I left Ms. Harper sitting on her desk covered in my cum, I came back to the classroom. The halls were almost empty and most students had gone home by the time.

I didn’t knock I just opened the door and stepped inside.

She was still there.

Ms. Harper had tried to clean herself up, but she still looked wrecked. Her blouse was buttoned crooked, a few buttons missing, and there were faint white streaks on her cleavage where she hadn’t wiped everything off.

Her hair was messy, her lipstick smudged. She looked up from her desk when I walked in and...