Listen to your heart.

"No." You don't know who's more shocked to hear it...the filthy tattooed monster who already has his cock in his hands and engorged expectantly, your cruelly captivating crush who looks like it's the first time she's ever heard the word, or you, the hapless, humiliated, and horny hussy who wants so very badly to submit...to serve. "I'm not sucking his cock, I'm not getting a tattoo, and I'm not going to be your ****."

Cindi is staggered and stupefied, for a second anyway, and then she comes snarling back. "Who the fuck do you think you are?! You think just because I paid attention to you that you're special somehow? You're a curiosity...a toy to amuse me, until I break it. You think Brad will protect you once I've told him you disrespected me? You think things were bad before?! Wait until I MMPPH!" You shut her up with the last thing either of you ever expected: a passionate, fiery kiss that quiets her tongue with yours.

It's insane, unthinkable, impossible. You can't be kissing the Prom Queen Bitch, and she sure as hell can't be kissing you back. She's strong enough to snap your neck, so why is she holding your head tightly against hers while sucking on your tongue like it's the best thing she's ever tasted? Even if she didn't want to get her hands dirty, she could get the illustrated man to break you into spare parts, instead she's groping your thicc ass and grinding her groin against your leg, leaving a sticky trail. She is the most powerful girl in school, with enough cash, connections, and charm to crush anyone who crosses her like a bug, so why is she whimpering wetly in your mouth and stroking your pantied cock?

"Fuck! GASP What was WHIMPER that?" Cindi breaks the kiss and looks at you with new eyes...hungry eyes, heated eyes, hurt eyes. "Why is the wimpiest beta bitch in school the only one with the sack to stand up to me?" She steps away from you, placing a hand on her hip and starting to compose herself, her eyes cooling.

You take a step closer, liking her tone better with your tongue in her mouth. "Because I MMPH have KISS nothing to LICK lose. Nothing except the OOMPH one chance I SHLLP have to be SLURP with the girl of MOAN my dreams. Not my MMF fantasy of KISS you, or even SUCK your fantasy of you. I want to NNGH get to know YOU and I'm SLURP willing to risk KISS what little LICK life I SHHLP have to do it." You give everything you have to her in a kiss that burns through you both. Your hand slides between her legs, and hers between yours, and you both explode against each others tender touch.

You've cum harder than this, and you have no doubt Cindi has too, but it's never felt like it meant anything. You always felt the hunger stronger than before each time it was sated, and the more you fill yourself with cocks and cum or the more you feasted on pussy and pleasure...the emptier you feel. For the first time, panting and laying your head on your lover's shoulder, nursing on her neck, you feel content.

Cindi finally collects herself, pushing you away firmly, but gently, before cooly cooing,