" As usual"

Outside the room, Ted waited impatiently by the door. He didn't give Sam any time, so he stayed there just long enough for her to start recording again.

"The moment has arrived, kid," he murmured, excited about what was about to happen.

Anxiously, he flung open the door to find the Council President sprawled on the bed with one of her toys—her pussy—working at full speed. At his intrusion, she wore an expression of utter surprise and covered her voluminous body with the sheets.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE? GET OUT, YOU FAT PIECE OF SHIT!" Sam yelled with his old hostility.

Instead of responding, the obese man gazed with satisfaction at that magnificent body, then, as if he'd never been there, surveyed the well-accompanied room.

“I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE, YOU FILTHY BUTTER, OR I'LL CALL THE POLICE.”

The stiff egg made Ted look at the naked president again. Far from being intimidated, he chuckled.

“Hehehe.”

Sam, using the sheets to better cover her privates, stood up, facing the “intruder” with greater authority.

“What are you laughing at, pig? Do you think spending the rest of your useless existence in jail is fun?”

“Hehehe, I'm afraid that's not going to happen, you conceited little girl.”

Samantha's teeth clicked together, and the sheets nearly tore from how tightly she gripped them. She was really getting into the act of being the hateful girl she'd used for so long in the past.

“I know you’re talking nonsense, you bastard.”

“Things between us are going to change a lot,” the fat guy said, giving her a look so lecherous it could be felt a mile away. “You and I are going to be very, very close.”

With a look of disgust, Sam jumped.

“You’re a… you’re sicker than I thought. Do you really think I, the student council president and one of the most popular girls, would be interested in a ridiculous ball of fat like YOU… YOU’RE WRONG!”

Ted walked toward her with the ease of someone strolling through his own house. Sam tried to back away, but with a swift movement, he pulled the sheets off her.

“YOU FUCKING PERVERT, I SWEAR YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!”

“I already told you, babe, things are going to change between us, and that starts with showing your body. There's no reason for you to keep hiding those delicious curves in front of me.”

For a moment, the president wanted to confront him again, but a quick glance down froze her. The fat man's third leg was already more than hard, practically begging for it, with a trickle of semen oozing from the tip.

Something shifted inside her; her breathing became heavy as she continued to stare at Ted's cock.

“That thing… is so…” Samantha murmured.

“Is there something interesting, HOT BICH PRESIDENT?”

Sam's reaction was mixed. At first, she glared at him, but then her attention returned to the obese man's shaft. It seemed as if she was missing that thick member minute by minute, momentarily forgetting who it belonged to.

“Hahahaha… I knew it, just seeing a real cock turns them into bitches in heat… hahahaha… They’re all the same!” Ted mocked, puffing out his chest.

This time his words did make Sam completely tear her gaze away from his crotch. Realizing who she was dealing with, she raised her hand, ready to silence that laughter with a slap.

“I’m not a bitch, you bastard!”

Her hand tried to swing down furiously, but its speed quickly slowed until it was easily caught by Ted’s own hand. Before she could attack again, he shoved the young Silva onto the bed.

“So you’re not a bitch… hahahaha… the girl who was masturbating with a toy thinks she’s superior… hahahaha… I’m going to find out about that.”

Ted threw himself onto the bed, trapping Sam with his greasy body, and to secure his hold, the fat man grabbed both her hands. Their faces were so close that their breaths mingled.

The rage on Samantha's face resembled that of a lioness, while Ted's laughter echoed through the room.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"GET OFF ME, YOU USELESS THING! I'M NOT YOUR MARE!"

"HAHAHAHAHA... YOU'RE SO WRONG... HAHAHAHA... AND I'M GOING TO PROVE IT TO YOU!"

Like the jaws of a movie monster, the obese man's mouth opened wide, and he descended violently, his penis plunging into the young woman's lips.

"Mmm?"

The president's first thought was to kick himself in the balls to make himself vomit, but her body betrayed her, taking a very different path. A sharp pain in her belly was followed by an uncontrollable burning in her vagina, and before she knew it, orgasm completely overwhelmed her brain.

“MMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”