Colbie Morris was your average twenty-seven year old. She was a high school History teacher. It was her first year teaching at the school. She enjoyed her job, it was like any other. With a small exception.
Dallis Banks, was your typical eighteen year old Senior. He was smart, but seldom paid attention in class. He was going to inherit his father's portion of a multimillion dollar company so he didn't see a need for school. There was, however, one class he paid attention in, and that was his History class, though his attention was paid to Miss Morris' body.
Colbie couldn't believe what was happening. Someone was controlling her body. That had to be it. There was no other explanation for why she was currently sitting on her kitchen counter, legs parted as her eighteen year old student played with her clit. His lips were latched onto her neck as he sucked it hard. She knew he was going to leave a bruise, that he was marking her as his. For some reason, that had her inner slut, GiGi, excited.
She heard the distinct sound of a zipper and knew that he was more than likely freeing himself form his pants. Colbie knew she should have snapped out of it, put a stop to this. Should have put a stop to it weeks ago, but again her damn body was working against her.
As he thrummed her clit, she felt the head of his dick at her entrance. Lifting his head from her neck, Dallis locked his green eyes onto her brown ones.
"Next time you decide to go out with another man remember this." Dallis stated, snapping his hips burying himself to the hilt, causing her to cry out in pleasure."He can't fuck you like I'm about to."