Natalie licked the full cock and her beautiful face turned ugly. She was expecting for the cock to smell bad but then in a minute she realized that, it instead smelled nice. It was a distinct scent she hadn't smelled before. Strong and masculine.
A real man's smell. Natalie's tongue got creative as she got used to the deed and five minutes later she tried putting the cock in her mouth. She was not born yesterday and so has also explored her sexuality a few times in her life.
She also watched porn videos where women put the cock in their mouth but this time she was shocked to realize that she couldn't even do that. The cock head itself was also a monster, the same as the 15 inches long hard fat dick that graced Ross body.
She could not even believe that such a sickly looking body could house a monster within his pants.
Our op evil Mc noticed her look and couldn't help but comment.
"What? So I'm a lucky young man with a great big cock to give to his women. I'm sure that you would love my cock too, Natalie. I couldn't wait to see you riding my hard cock later on. Hehehe." Ross grinned towards the lovely teacher kneeling like a slave between his legs.
"Hmmmm…" Natalie of course had no answer for that right now. Not with a huge cock stuffed inside her mouth.
She continued her efforts, a flush of shame spreading through her as her body responded in ways she hadn't anticipated.
She'd thought she would feel excitement, maybe even a sense of control, but instead, a searing heat enveloped her, every nerve on edge, her skin prickling with a sensitivity that left her breathless.
Her nipples grew impossibly hard, and she could feel her body growing wetter, an unwelcome flood of sensation that only intensified her confusion.
She struggled with the wave of emotions, caught between desire and disbelief, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Am I… am I really like this? she wondered, a small voice in her mind questioning her own nature. Is this who I am, deep down?
But the thought only lingered for a moment before her body's demands pulled her back in. She was lost in the moment, her senses overriding her doubts.
With a renewed sense of abandon, she allowed herself to continue, her movements growing bolder, each sensation adding fuel to the fire within her.
The shame was still there, but it was distant now, overshadowed by an intensity that left her with little room for anything else.
Meanwhile, our OP MC was savoring every moment. There was nothing more satisfying than seeing a woman fully immersed in desire, devoted entirely to his pleasure.
He watched her closely, studying her expressions, the flush on her cheeks, the glaze in her eyes as she serviced him. Although he could have claimed her right then, he decided against it—her first time wouldn't be in some classroom.
This wasn't the right setting for what he had in mind for her. Today was merely a taste, a tantalizing preview of the submission he expected from his new plaything.
After about ten minutes, he felt himself nearing the edge. With a few final thrusts, he let himself go, his release surging in a series of sharp spurts.
Pew… pew… pew…
Natalie gasped as the unexpected release caught her off guard. Instinctively, she tried to pull back, but it was too late; Ross had planned it this way, ensuring that she'd be thoroughly marked.
She could feel the warmth covering her face, dripping slowly down her cheeks, her lips, her chin.
Shock and embarrassment mixed with something darker and more confusing as she processed what had just happened, left vulnerable and exposed beneath him.
Ross studied her, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. He had held nothing back, leaving her drenched and humiliated, just as he'd intended. The sight of her flushed, wide-eyed face only stirred his desire further, tempting him to take things further right then and there.
But he reined himself in, refusing to give in to his instincts. There was a plan for her, and this was just the beginning.
Instead, he adjusted his pants, standing over her with an air of dominance. "That was nice," he said, his tone almost casual, as if this were a mere formality.
"Get ready, because this will be a daily routine from now on. And remember—no other man is allowed to touch you. If you so much as entertain the idea, your sister will suffer the consequences. Keep that in mind."
He turned to leave, a smug smile on his face, leaving her alone in the room. Natalie, dazed and overwhelmed, was left to process the conflicting sensations flooding her mind and body. She felt an unexpected pulse of desire, an urge to touch herself, to give in to the lingering heat he'd left behind.
But she forced herself to resist, biting her lip until the temptation subsided, though the shame and confusion lingered. She was left there, struggling with emotions she could barely understand, her cheeks flushed, and her body aching for release.
Natalie took her time cleaning herself up, moving carefully as she adjusted her clothes and used her jacket to wipe her face.
She let out a slow, steadying breath, trying to push down the chaotic swirl of emotions still lingering from what had happened. Once she was ready, she stepped out of the room, her movements unhurried yet purposeful.
As she walked down the hallway, it was clear she looked even more striking than before. Her cheeks were tinged with a faint pink that stood out against her creamy, fair skin, lending her an unexpected, almost ethereal glow.
The slight flush gave her a hint of vulnerability mixed with confidence, something that seemed to catch the attention of everyone around her. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, framing her face in a way that made her appear effortlessly stunning.
Male students noticed her instantly, their gazes drawn to her as she passed by, some doing a double-take.
There was something about Natalie Kendall today—something that set her apart, an undeniable allure that made her impossible to ignore. Whispers followed her down the hall, a quiet murmur of admiration and curiosity.
Natalie was aware of the attention, but she kept her eyes forward, maintaining a calm and composed expression.
Her mind was still processing everything, but she held herself with a newfound grace, almost as if she were reclaiming a part of herself with every step she took.
She was more than just beautiful; she was magnetic, captivating everyone around her without a word.
For a brief moment, Natalie allowed herself to feel the power in her beauty, letting the admiring glances bolster her confidence as she moved forward, embracing the effect she had on those around her.
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