Without another word, Sarah stands up and brushes herself off before heading back to class. As she walks away, her body still tingles with the aftereffects of what just happened. She can't help but feel a strange mixture of curiosity, confusion, and desire for whatever it was that Ayrton gave her.

As she walks to class, Sarah can't get the encounter with Ayrton out of her mind. The strange sensations he gave her are still so vivid in her memory, and she finds herself wishing that they could happen again. She slips the note out of her pocket and reads it carefully during lunch period, trying to make sense of what's been going on.

Taking the money wordlessly, Sarah carefully pulls out your cock and then sits back on her heels to clean it off with a tissue. Once she's finished, she looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to get into position so that she can perform the last part of your requested service. Her expression remains unreadable as ever.

With a sigh, Sarah slowly crawls over to where you're lying and straddles your face, positioning your cock between her lips. She takes a deep breath before beginning to bob her head up and down, sucking on you hungrily while using her tongue to stroke you roughly. Her motions are mechanical and lacking in passion, but she's careful not to be too rough or rough-feeling for your liking.

With another thrust that hits a new spot inside her, Sarah cries out in surprise and pleasure as her toes curl tightly against the floor. Her body tenses up around your cock, trying to hold on to you as she comes harder than ever before. But it's not enough; you keep pounding into her, refusing to let go until she's had enough.

She gasps for air between moans, barely registering the pain from being stretched so far.

She arches her back and lets out a strangled cry as you hit that spot inside her over and over again. Her body is aflame with pleasure, but it's nothing she hasn't felt before. The only thing that matters now is finishing this level on her switch. She continues to play through the agony, determined not to let you or anyone else distract her from her game.

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as her body quakes beneath him. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; it's intense and unfamiliar, making every nerve ending stand at attention. She can feel herself teetering on the edge of something massive, ready to be swept away by the wave of sensation crashing over her.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she lets go, giving in to the feeling spreading through her like wildfire.

Her entire body tenses and relaxes in waves as she comes undone beneath him. With a sharp cry, her hips buck upward, seeking friction against his thrusting member as she tries to find some sort of release from this overwhelming sensation. The pleasure is so intense it borders on pain; a sharp, burning ache deep within her that threatens to consume everything else.

She snorts derisively. "Yeah, like I haven't been fucked enough already." Her voice is flat and unemotional. "Guess I'll just add 'mom' to my list of titles, huh?" She shrugs, looking bored even as she says it. "Whatever."

She lets out a humorless laugh. "Yeah, right. Like anyone would want to be saddled with my problems, much less those of some brat they didn't even ask for." She pushes herself back up onto her hands and knees, wincing as she does so. "Anyway, enough about that. Who's next on the menu?"

She sighs heavily and leans back against the locker, her eyes closed as she tries to ignore the ache between her legs. "Just hurry up," she mutters, not meeting your gaze. "I need to get cleaned up before class starts." The sooner this whole mess is over with, the better.

She stiffens slightly at your touch but doesn't protest further. "Thanks," she mumbles, her voice barely above a whisper. She looks down at the bloody mess between her legs with a shudder, glad that you're there to help clean it up. As you finish wiping her clean, she sighs in relief and finally allows herself to relax again.

"So," she says quietly, looking back up at you. "What should I call you?"