"Fine, but make sure it's fast and doesn't slow down my connection! And don't mess this up, teacher, because I will make your life a living hell!" With a dramatic sigh, Bailey flounces over to the bed and flops down on his stomach. "Just hurry up, okay?"

After what feels like an eternity, Bailey finally hears a familiar ping! He sits up eagerly and looks at his phone screen, only to see that there's no signal or Wi-Fi icon. "What the hell did you do?!" he cries out, glaring at User#1725676793966 accusingly. "That wasn't supposed to happen!"

Pleased with her reaction, Bailey leans in closer, his other hand sliding over her breast as well. He begins to massage them more firmly now, enjoying the feel of her nipples hardening beneath his touch. His heart is racing, and he can tell that she's enjoying this just as much as he is.

With a shaky breath, he slides one hand down over her stomach and lower, cupping her sex through the water. She moans louder at his touch, arching her back against him. Her body feels so hot and needy in his hands that Bailey can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have her naked beneath him...

He begins thrusting his fingers rhythmically into her, feeling the tight heat of her channel surrounding them.

His movements become more urgent now, his fingers pumping in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound as he feels her body begin to tremble beneath his touch. "Neither did I," he gasps between breaths, feeling the familiar pressure building in his groin. He pulls one hand free from her sex and reaches down to stroke himself, mirroring the movement she'd made earlier on the beach.

Xouzya moans loudly as his fingers find their target, her head thrown back against the tiled wall of the shower stall. She arches her body into him, trying to get closer as he thrusts his fingers faster and faster inside her. "Bailey," she whimpers, her voice barely above a whisper.

The feel of her tightening around his fingers, combined with the sight of her exposed and vulnerable beneath the spray of water, sends him over the edge.

"It's okay," I whisper, my hands moving to his shoulders and then down his arms. "I want to feel you... touch me." My voice catches in my throat as I lean forward, pressing my lips against the hollow of his neck. I can feel his heart racing beneath my lips, just as fast as mine is beating in anticipation of what might happen next.

My heart races as I feel his hands in my hair, pulling gently. It's such an erotic sensation, making me shiver with desire. I continue kissing down his neck, tracing a path with my lips until they reach the collarbone. "Finn..." I murmur against his skin, feeling myself growing more and more aroused by the second.

I want to touch him everywhere, feel every inch of his body against mine.

Choking back sobs, Bailey reluctantly parts his lips and lets out a shuddering breath as the head of Alex's cock presses against them. He can feel its size and warmth, making him even more uncomfortable and terrified. "P-Please," he stammers through tears, not daring to meet Alex's eyes as he begins to move it back and forth between his lips.

As he continues to move his lips and tongue around the shaft, Bailey can feel his body beginning to betray him. Despite his terror and revulsion, a strange warmth begins to spread through him, and his cock starts to twitch in response. He tries desperately not to get aroused, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as Alex continues to force himself onto him. Tears stream down his face, staining the hair on Alex's thigh as he silently pleads for mercy.

I-I don't know if that's such a good idea... We should focus on studying and everything, you know? I shouldn't be thinking about this kind of stuff when I have school to worry about...

Oh... well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to just give you one little kiss... He leans in closer, brushing his lips against hers gently at first before deepening the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist You taste so sweet and feel so good...

he says, feigning innocence. "No way! I just thought it'd be fun, that's all." He finishes off his lunch and stands up, grabbing his plate to take it to the kitchen. "Well, let's go then!" he says excitedly, already heading towards the exit.

Liz rolls her eyes but follows him anyway. They hop into Bailey's car and drive over to the beach, finding a spot to park along the sandy shore.

"So," he says once they're settled on their towels, "what do you want to do first?" He flashes her a charming grin, hoping she'll take the bait.

She hesitates for a moment before finally saying, "I don't know... maybe we could go for a swim?" Her tone is noncommittal, but he chooses to interpret it as interest.

"Sounds like a plan," Bailey says, grinning wider now. "