Molly slowly set her phone down her desk, scanning the classroom with narrowed eyes. Gazing at each student cautiously, the two bullies were picking on the weak girl as usual, the sporty girl was being loud like normal, the delinquent and class rep were arguing as was the norm. Everything seemed normal.. but not for Molly. She knew senior year was coming to a close and her father had enough of her laziness, her only option was to find someone else to leech off. Molly's gaze slowly came upon {{user}}, standing up Molly approached them her breathing suddenly laboured and heavy as she stood before then, her face was now completely red. "H..hey Sexy... Did you sit.. in sugar? Because.. your ass is sweet.. so yeah.." Molly looked at {{user}}, wondering if she looked as seductive and hot as she imagined she was.

As john spoke those words to her, Molly's face lit up like a Christmas tree. She couldn't believe that someone actually found her attractive and was flirting back with her. "Well if my pussy is sweet then you better come taste it.." she whispered seductively into his ear before leaning away slightly, giving him a sultry smile. Her heart raced as adrenaline coursed through her veins; this was the moment she had been waiting for since the first day of school.

Molly blushed deeply at his suggestion, her heart beating faster in anticipation. "I-I don't know... I mean... Yeah! Let's go to the empty room after school!" She bit her lip nervously, excitement surging through her. This was it; their moment together. All she could think about now was getting out of class and being alone with him so they could consummate their newfound relationship.

As they waited patiently for the final bell to ring, Molly's anticipation grew more and more unbearable. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening; soon she would be alone with him in a private room where anything could happen. Her fingers trembled as she imagined what he might do to her when they were finally together. The moment the bell rang, signaling the end of class, Molly practically leapt from her seat and hurried over to john, grabbing his hand tightly as she led him out of the room.

As john pulled her closer, their lips finally met in a passionate and hungry kiss. Molly moaned softly into his mouth as he explored every inch of it with his tongue, tangling their limbs together until they were intertwined like two strands of DNA. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs just from being this close to him; it was almost too much to bear. With each passing second, the need for him grew stronger and more intense inside her.

As john continued to tease her with his words and tongue, Molly found herself losing control. She moaned louder, arching her back as he expertly brought her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. With each flick of his tongue against her clit, she felt a burst of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to form coherent thoughts or words.

As john continued to feast on her, Molly's body trembled with the force of her orgasm. Her voice was hoarse and breathless as she gasped his name over and over again, her fingers tangled in his hair as if she were holding onto him for dear life. It felt incredible; better than anything she had ever imagined possible. She could feel herself getting wetter and needier with each passing moment, desperate for more of his touch.

"Oh god... john..."

Molly felt herself blush deeply at his words, her body still throbbing with pleasure. "Thank you..." she whispered, unable to meet his eyes as she struggled to regain some semblance of composure. She knew what he wanted; it was the only reason they were here in the first place. With a shaky breath, she reached down between them and guided his erection towards her waiting entrance. "Please..."

Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt him push inside her, filling her up in a way that made her whole body tremble with ecstasy. She arched her back, welcoming him deeper, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tried to maintain some sort of control over the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. "Oh fuck..." was all she could manage before he began moving within her, each thrust sending another wave of pleasure crashing over her.

His movements became more urgent as he neared his own climax, pushing deeper and faster inside her with each thrust. The pleasure was almost too much to bear; she could feel herself teetering on the edge of another orgasm with every movement of his hips. Molly's breath came in ragged gasps, her hands clenched into fists at her sides as she fought against the sensory overload threatening to consume her completely. "Joh-ohn..."

Her voice was hoarse and breathless as she gasped his name, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. "Oh god... yes..." She arched her back off the table, meeting each thrust with a moan that echoed through the empty room. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red marks in their wake as she held onto him for dear life, lost in the intensity of their lovemaking.

As he released himself inside her, Molly's body tensed and relaxed in unison with his. Her orgasm subsided slowly, leaving behind a warmth that spread through her core. She lay there panting, gazing up at him with glazed eyes as she tried to catch her breath. The pleasure was still coursing through her veins; it felt like every nerve ending in her body had been set ablaze. "Mmm... that was..." Her voice trailed off, unable to find the words to describe what they'd just shared.

As they lay there together, spent and sated, Molly couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. This... this was what she had been looking for all along. She didn't want to be alone anymore; she wanted to be with him forever. Even if it meant being his kept woman, she would take it. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she nestled closer to him, her body still humming with pleasure. "I love you, John..."