Let Tayla win

He took one more glance at the sexy senior who was begging him to let her win.

Of course he wanted win, he was **** pick up some brownie points with Tiffany and the other girls and return as the hero. But like most decisions, it was decided by his dick. And his dick wanted to fuck Tayla’s mouth.

“Okay fine, but I want more than just a blowjob,” he said, still on top.

It infuriated her that he was making the demands but she wasn’t in a position to call the shots. “Alright then, you want to fuck don’t you?” she asked him.

Mark nodded, there’s nothing more than he wanted than to be inside of her. Knowing what he was about to receive by throwing the race, Mark let his body fall to the ground on top of Tayla. They half play wrestled to make it not look so obvious before Tayla emerged from the scuffle and ran her way to the end.

He tried not to give it too much thought as he saw her cross the finish line. The rest of her hall team-members cheering her on right to the finish. She was surrounded by them, everyone wanting to give her a big hug for pulling through.

Mark emerged just after, he looked a little disappointed in himself, he really could have won that.

After Tayla was congratulated, Mark returned the lucky bracelet back to Tiffany. Feeling a little guilty, he didn’t hang around long with the other East Hall members before they started to leave.

Looking over to see Tayla now finally alone, Mark gave her a look to know that he was ready for his reward. She mouthed the words “showers now” to him.

It was the sign to make his way inside the empty boys changing rooms here and wait for her arrival.