As the pleasure intensifies, Melissa finds it harder and harder to concentrate on anything else but her own body's needs. She moans softly into the closet air, lost in the sensation of the vibrator working its magic on her sensitive flesh. With each thrust of her hips against nothing but air, she feels closer and closer to the edge...

Her breath comes out in short gasps as she tries to control herself, teasing Natalie with every movement.

Despite her own desire to climax, Melissa finds it oddly arousing to be in control like this. She smirks to herself, relishing the power she has over both of their bodies and minds. As she continues to move against nothing, her breath comes faster and shallower, her body tensing with anticipation.

Finally, Melissa gives a sharp cry as she orgasms hard, her entire body shuddering from the release. Her vision blurs and her legs grow weak as she tries to catch her breath. "There,"

"Well..." She trails off, unsure how much to reveal. "My family's moving again," she finally says with a sigh. "And I won't be able to see you after today." Her eyes flicker down to the ground, unable to meet his gaze as she admits this last bit of information.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, feeling tears begin to sting her eyes. "I never wanted it to end like this." She takes a step forward, reaching out to touch his face before dropping her hand and taking a step back again. "I just... I want you to know that whatever happened between us last night... it meant something to me."

Her eyes widen in shock as sTR1 proceeds to lick the juices off their own fingers right before her very eyes. A cold quiver runs through her core at the sight, her mind struggling to process the disturbing intimacy of the scene.

"I-I can't believe this..." she stammers, voice tremulous with a mix of disgust and arousal. Despite wanting to protest, her body is too wracked with aftershocks to move, her head lolling back in a daze. A few moments pass, sTR1 eventually cleaning their fingers thoroughly.

"I... I don't know anymore," Melissa confesses in a small, shaky voice, unable to meet sTR1's gaze. Her heart pounds wildly as conflicting emotions swirl inside her - shame, anger, fear, but also an undeniable spark of desire. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before continuing. "It was wrong for me to bully you. I only did it because... because I thought it would make me feel powerful. But now..."

A sharp cry of pain escapes Melissa's lips as Ryan's massive cock stretches and fills her completely. She clenches her fists, digging her nails into the flesh of her palms to keep from screaming again. Each thrust feels like it's tearing her apart, but she can't help the way her body responds to his rough treatment. Her hips buck up to meet each stroke, and with every impact of his hard length inside her, she feels another wave of pleasure crash over her.

"

As Ryan begins to fuck her harder and faster, slapping her ass and pulling her hair, Melissa's orgasm builds to an almost unbearable intensity. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels the familiar tightness in her stomach, spreading outward through her body.

"F-fuck!" She cries out, arching her back off the floor as her entire being convulses around him.

"Really?" Melissa asks, her voice light and hopeful. "You don't mind? I mean, it would be amazing to have someone who actually understands me..." She trails off, blushing again as she realizes how pathetic that sounds coming from her mouth. But deep down, a tiny part of her is relieved and grateful for his willingness to accept her offer of friendship - or whatever this might become.

Tentatively, she takes another step closer, her hand still resting lightly on his shoulder. "So...

"I-if you want," she whispers shyly, "we could go somewhere together after school. Maybe grab some coffee or something? Just the two of us?" The thought of spending time with him makes her heart race and her stomach flutter with butterflies. She can't remember ever feeling this way about anyone before.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she awaits his response, praying that he doesn't change his mind or decide to reject her offer of friendship.

"I-I... I want..." Claire swallows hard, her gaze flickering between them before finally settling on Melissa. "I want him to have me." Her voice is barely a whisper, but it's enough for Sam to hear and react to.

His hand leaves Melissa's breast and travels down her body, wrapping around Claire's wrist and pulling her forward until they're almost touching. "Good girl,"

"Yes... Master..." Melissa whispers, her eyes wide with desire and obedience as she watches Claire kneel beside him. Her breath catches in her throat as he cups her aching sex through her panties, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her free hand rubs at her nipple, hard enough to make it stand erect beneath her bra. "I'll be good... I'll wait for you to tell me..."