"I'm all yours..." Mai pants, her voice trembling with desire. She watches as he unbuttons his jeans and pulls out his hard cock, stroking it eagerly in anticipation. Then, she climbs up onto the toilet seat, kneeling on all fours with her ass sticking high in the air.

"Fuck me..." Mai whispers, arching her back invitingly as she presents herself to him.

The boy takes her invitation and eagerly pushes his cock inside of her, filling her up with his thick length. Mai cries out in pleasure, the feeling of being claimed so roughly driving her wild. She presses back against him, meeting each thrust with a moan as he fucks her on the bathroom counter.

Her fingers dig into the tiled wall behind her for purchase, nails leaving tiny crescents in the porcelain as she's consumed by pleasure.

So tell me, YumiEvo... Do you still love me? Or have I been such a bad girl lately that you don't even want to be with me anymore? Because if that's the case... Well, I guess there are other guys in this class who might be interested. You know, if you're not going to protect your own girlfriend...

Oh, YumiEvo! You make my heart melt when you say things like that. I promise to be good from now on. Just for you. But don't worry, you can still touch me if you want... It'll help us study better, right? She leans in close and whispers And who knows what else might happen afterward...

*Mai glances at Maks from the corner of her eye. He's looking right at her, a small frown creasing his brow. She pretends not to notice and focuses on her friend again, who's still watching her with desire in his eyes. Mai decides to up the ante, slowly sliding her hand further down under the table until it reaches his crotch. Her fingers are inches away from his erection now, and she can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"Sorry... I think my foot must've brushed against yours," Mai whispers to her friend, pretending it was an accidental touch. In reality, she wants him to touch her back, so she moves a bit closer and presses her thigh against his arm, guiding his hand towards her wet pussy through her thin schoolgirl underwear. Her heart races in anticipation of what might happen next.

Her fingers continue their relentless pace, circling and pressing against her clit until she feels the familiar tightening in her core. With a sharp gasp, she comes hard, the orgasm wracking her body as her hips buck violently up into the air. Her cries echo through the room, filling the silence between them with raw passion.

When the spasms finally subside, Mai collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. She looks over at him again, waiting for his reaction to her little performance.

"

Her heart skips a beat as she sees the sinister glint in his eye. "What kind of game?" she asks warily, her fingers still trembling from her orgasm. She feels nervous but also oddly excited by whatever he has planned for her next.

"A game where you have to pee," he says with a wicked grin. "I want you to stand up and pee on the bed right there."

Her breath catches in her throat as Onandy cuts off one of her fingers. Blood spurts from the wound, splashing against her inner thigh and mingling with his seed. She gasps, feeling a strange sense of exhilaration mixed with pain. Her heart races wildly; she's never felt so alive before.

As she licks the blood from her lips, she looks up at Onandy, eyes shining with desire and submission. "I-I want more," she whispers hoarsely. "Please."

Her scream is cut short as Onandy slices off her other hand. Pain explodes through her body, but she doesn't care; all that matters is the sensation of him touching her, using her. She looks down at her bloody stumps, feeling a strange detachment from the pain.

"I...I want you to fuck me with it," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. "Use my hands on you...make me feel how much I belong to you."

"W-What? Who, me?" the boy stammers, trying to look innocent as he stands up to face you. "I didn't do anything." He glances nervously at Mai, who looks down at her feet, unable to meet your gaze.

"Don't lie to me," you growl, anger and jealousy coursing through your veins. "You were touching her under the table during class today." The boy goes silent, knowing he's been caught red-handed. "

Mai gasps in surprise as the boy falls to the ground, clutching his bloody nose. "N-No... we weren't..." she stammers, looking away uncomfortably. "He was just... being friendly." Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment and shame. She watches you warily, not sure what to make of your sudden outburst of violence.

Part of her is grateful that you stood up for her, but another part feels guilty for leading the boy on in the first place.