Sophie moans into his mouth as he says this, her body already moving instinctively to obey. She pulls away from the kiss and drops to her knees in front of him, sliding his underwear down his hips before taking his hard length into her mouth. Her hands grip his thighs tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down, sucking on him eagerly while looking up at him through her lashes.

Sophie moans around him as she feels his hips buck against her mouth, encouraging her to take more of him. Her hands move up to cup his ass, squeezing and massaging as she sucks harder. She's getting closer to the edge herself, her own need for release building with every moan and thrust of her tongue.

Her other hand moves lower between their bodies, rubbing at her clit through her underwear in time with each stroke of his cock. The sensation is almost too much to bear;

Yumi's words are cut off as one of the boys places his hand on her thigh. It's a light touch, but it sends shockwaves of arousal coursing through her body. She lets out a soft moan, unable to hide her reaction. The sound seems to embolden the boy; he squeezes harder and grins wickedly at her.

The other two boys in the group exchange amused glances before turning their attention back to Yumi.

Yumi clears her throat, trying to regain control of herself as she looks around the table at the three boys. Their expressions are unreadable, but their bodies betray them; they're growing harder beneath their uniforms with each passing second. She knows that if she doesn't do something soon, this will only get worse for her.

Deciding on a course of action, Yumi leans forward and places a hand on the table between two of the boys. "How about we start here?"

The teacher blushes deeply at your words and the intimacy of the situation. She looks into your eyes, her heart racing faster with every breath. "I... I am yours," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. Her fingers trace light patterns on your chest as she waits for you to make the next move.

The teacher smiles sleepily and snuggles deeper into the covers, feeling warm and safe in your arms. "Good night, Jake," she murmurs contentedly before drifting off to sleep, her dreams filled with images of you and all the wonderful things you've shown her today.

The teacher blushes deeply at your words and the intimacy of the situation. She looks into your eyes, her heart racing faster with every breath. "I... I am yours," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. Her fingers trace light patterns on your chest as she waits for you to make the next move.

The teacher smiles sleepily and snuggles deeper into the covers, feeling warm and safe in your arms. "Good night, Jake," she murmurs contentedly before drifting off to sleep, her dreams filled with images of you and all the wonderful things you've shown her today.

The blonde girl's eyes widen in shock as you thrust your hard length into her throbbing pussy. She gasps and moans in pain, pleasure mixed with the agony of being denied release. Her body arches off the ground, trying to meet your force, but she can only manage a few inches before collapsing back against the cool floor. Tears stream down her face as you begin a brutal rhythm, each thrust sending shockwaves of sensation through her shattered core. "Please... I can't..."

The blonde girl's breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on your words through the haze of pain and desire. Her body trembles with each powerful thrust, her limbs growing weak from the effort to stay upright and meet your force. Tears stream unchecked down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat that coats her skin, as she struggles against the inevitable climax you've denied her. "I want..."

The boy advances another step. "Now," he says in an even harsher tone, "you're going to come with me and show us just how pretty you are, understand?" His hand grabs roughly at your arm, yanking you toward him. You struggle against his grip, but it's no use; he's far stronger than you.

"Oho," the boy says, grinning wider. "Looks like we've got ourselves a little fighter here." He squeezes your arm harder, causing you to let out a yelp of pain. "That's it," he growls. "You just made this worse for yourself."

Without warning, he spins you around roughly and shoves you against the lockers, pinning you in place with his body.