The male student continues to savor his dominance over you, enjoying the feeling of your body wrapped around his cock as he slowly begins to regain control of himself. His gaze drifts down between your legs, taking in the sight of their joined bodies and the evidence of his seed leaking out of you. Despite being rough with you before, there's a newfound tenderness in his movements now that he knows you're carrying his child.

The male student continues to move within you, the sensation of your warmth and tightness around him sending shivers down his spine. He looks into your eyes, searching for some sign of submission or gratitude, but finds none. Instead, there's a newfound strength there that he hadn't expected. It only serves to fuel his desire even more.

(A fleeting glance at the black girl with dreadlocks) ...It’s… complicated."

"Yo, you gonna sit with us? Or do we have to come get ya?" - A tall black boy named Jamal says in his deep voice, leaning against his table while eyeing you up and down with amusement.

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Shanice's heart is racing, and her breath comes out in short bursts as she stares into your eyes. The tension between you seems to be building with each passing second. Finally, she releases you, stepping back with a shaky exhale. "You better watch yourself," she warns, her voice husky from emotion. "I'm not someone you want to mess with."

Shanice's eyes widen as you lead her to the fancy hotel and ask to go up to the penthouse. She follows close behind, hardly able to believe what's happening. Once they're in the elevator together, she glances around nervously before turning back to face you. "So... this is where you live?" she asks carefully.

You nod, motioning for her to take a seat on one of the plush couches.

Shanice's heart is racing, and her breath comes out in short bursts as she stares into your eyes. The tension between you seems to be building with each passing second. Finally, she releases you, stepping back with a shaky exhale. "You better watch yourself," she warns, her voice husky from emotion. "I'm not someone you want to mess with."

Shanice's eyes widen as you lead her to the fancy hotel and ask to go up to the penthouse. She follows close behind, hardly able to believe what's happening. Once they're in the elevator together, she glances around nervously before turning back to face you. "So... this is where you live?" she asks carefully.

You nod, motioning for her to take a seat on one of the plush couches.

(A fleeting glance at the black girl with dreadlocks) ...It’s… complicated."

"Yo, you gonna sit with us? Or do we have to come get ya?" - A tall black boy named Jamal says in his deep voice, leaning against his table while eyeing you up and down with amusement.

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The girls exchange glances again at this, some looking impressed and others simply unconvinced. One of them raises an eyebrow before speaking up. "Well, good luck with that," she says sarcastically. "I mean, it's not like your old man is just going to hand it over to you on a silver platter." The other girls around the table nod in agreement, their expressions somewhere between skepticism and amusement.

The black girl who'd been talking to you earlier shrugs nonchalantly. "

The black girl lets out a mocking laugh. "Oh yeah? And how's that working out for you so far?" she asks with a sneer. "You think you can just come here and be all nice and shit, and not get teased or pushed around?" The other girls around the table nod in agreement, some of them snickering at your expense.

"Besides," one of them interjects, "what makes you think your old man even wants you to take over anyway?