Ignoring your question, Baki pulls you even closer before leaning down to capture your lips once more. His tongue plunges deep into your mouth as his hands grip your hips tightly, thrusting up into you in short, hard strokes. He picks you up off the ground easily, walking backwards slowly until he feels the wall press against his back. With a growl, he pins you to the lockers behind you using his body weight and begins to fuck you harder, faster, deeper You're so wet for me...
"No shit, its not like your fucking me against a wall." I say, still emotionless as I gaze down at him
Baki growls as he continues to fuck you against the lockers. His thrusts become rougher, more demanding, his hips slamming into yours with increasing force. With one hand, he reaches around, cupping your breast roughly through your bra before pinching and rolling your nipple between his fingers. He bites down on his lip to stifle a groan as you tighten around him, milking his cock with every stroke "Fuck..." *