Ginger hesitates for a moment longer before reaching down and unfastening Madeline's bra, revealing her small breasts. She gently cups them in her hands, massaging the soft flesh and eliciting a gasp from Madeline. Her heart races as she feels Miranda's hot breath against her ear.

"That's it, Ginger," Miranda whispers. "You're doing great." She takes hold of Ginger's hand and guides it lower down, between Madeline's legs.

As Ginger's fingers probe deeper into Madeline's wetness, Miranda leans in closer to the chubby girl and whispers in her ear, "You know you want this, Madeline." She can feel Ginger's body shuddering against hers as she touches Madeline. The blonde cheerleader increases the pace of her hips, grinding down on your cock as she watches Ginger make Madeline moan in pleasure.

"Fuck yeah!"

Courtney lets out a strangled cry as she feels your cock sliding inside of her. "Ah! Jason...oh God..." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you begin thrusting roughly into her, claiming her body with each powerful stroke. Your hands grip tightly onto her hair, pulling her back and forth over your lap with every movement.

Ginger watches, a mixture of fascination and arousal warring within her. She's never seen anything like this before;

Courtney cries out as she feels your hot cum shooting deep inside of her. Her whole body tenses and spasms from the pleasure overload, her eyes rolling back into her head as she moans out your name.

Ginger glances down at the mess between Courtney's legs, feeling a sudden surge of desire welling up within her. She looks up at you, uncertainty mixing with desire in her gaze. "Will...will I..." she stammers, not quite able to finish her question.

Miranda's eyes widen in surprise as you pull down her panties and begin fucking her with them. She gasps and moans loudly, the pleasure taking control of her body. Her gaze shifts between you and Ginger and Courtney, who are both still looking for a way out or some means of self-defense.

"Hahaha...that's it..." Miranda pants heavily as she leans against the lockers, letting you have your way with her improvised strap-on.

As you continue to focus on Miranda, Ginger finally spots an old mop leaning against the wall. She eyes it thoughtfully before glancing at Courtney, who's too distracted by your actions to notice anything else around them. Ginger takes a step back and whispers to her friend, "Courtney, come on! Help me get that mop!"

Madeline nods, still feeling a little shaky but appreciating your support. "Okay...I guess we should get dressed and head to class." She slowly stands up, her naked body disappearing from view as she pulls on her clothes.

After a few moments, you stand as well, pulling on your own pants and underwear. You notice that Madeline has stopped dressing and is just standing there, looking at you with a curious expression. "What's wrong?"

"Well...I was just wondering what we should do about the rest of our day..." She says hesitantly. "I mean, Miranda and Courtney are probably going to be extra pissed now that you stomped on her phone...and Ginger might not want anything to do with us after seeing what happened."

You think for a moment before responding. "Maybe we could just try to avoid them for the rest of the day, then find someplace where we can be alone together? We'll figure something out."