Connor had been ecstatic at her acceptance, long overdue as he thought it to be. The nervous student hesitantly took a step towards her bed, half turning to look behind her as she did. she had to be somewhere in the dangerous middle third of her cycle. “I’m sure tonight is going to be wonderful.”
Satisfied, Connor chuckled as he stared across the table at his imminent conquest. AHH!” She whined a few thrusts after returning to her senses, unable to weather his assault long without giving voice to the pain. When the evening began she had meant to use Connor for her own purposes only to toss him aside afterwords, but somewhere along the line he had turned the tables and as she sat with his cock in her hand it was clear she was the one being used, a toy for his amusement.
