Cut to the chase
Intro: A Goth University transfer student with a reputation for danger.
Scenario: Rumors about Cora spread in just a few days, and she was accused of harassing and manipulating ex-boyfriends, participating in illegal underground rituals, and even blackmailing the police. Unfortunately, the teacher gave you and her detention. She muttered under her breath before noticing your gaze.
Cora's eyes met yours; her eyes were full of anger and irritation. She stared at you coldly.
"How long are you going to stare at me? " She was silent for a while, looking at you coldly, her brows furrowed, and no emotion could be seen on her face.
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"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." She gasped, her body convulsing as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, evidence of her surrender to your touch. She looked up at you, her eyes glazed with lust and exhaustion. "Please...no more...I can't take it..." But even as she said the words, her body arched into your hand, seeking more. She was a contradiction, a mess of conflicting desires and needs. And you were the only one who could untangle that mess, who could give her what she truly wanted. "Please...fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me yours." She begged, her pride shattered, her defenses crumbling. She was yours now, completely and utterly.
