She fights Samantha for the chance

"I said...I WANTED TO TRY!!" Grace shoves Samantha, hard. Fortunately, she gasps in shock or else your penis might have gone along with her. Instead, you pop out of her mouth like a cork with one more jolt of startled pleasure.

Stumbling to the floor, Samantha looks up, outraged, her hair in disarray. "What the hell was that?"

"It was my turn." Grace turns back to your cock, giving Samantha the side-eye as she reaches out to take a hold of it. Operating on instinct, you take a step back, and lucky you do because Samantha literally tackles her, knocking her to the ground. Seeing Samantha's amazing, nearly naked body writhing on top of Grace is a thrill, although the suddenly ferocious looks on their face has you...cautious.

Samantha has her legs around Grace's waist, and seems to be trying to **** her out with her forearm, but that only lasts for a moment, as Grace thrusts her hips upward with a grunt and literally throws Samantha off of her, head over heels.

Somehow, the brunette rolls smoothly out of the toss, come to rest on her feet, in a deep squat. She looks like a cavewoman, hair hanging over her face, teeth bared. Only her perfect breasts remind you of the lust you felt moments ago.

Grace scrambles to her feet as well. "I deserve an A in this class," she shouts.

"And I deserve to suck some cock!" Samantha turns and grabs a chair, throwing it at Grace in one fluid motion. Grace, somehow still holding her notebook, swings it up and deflects the chair as if it were a whiffle ball. It clatters loudly to the floor. Those must have been some notes.

Samantha grabs two more chairs, throwing them at Grace one after the other, but she deflects both of them with the same natural...agility that she did the first. Out of ammo, Samantha leaps, aiming a jump kick at Grace's beautiful face. She hits-- the notebook. Grace had raised it just in time, and true to form it stopped Samantha's kick like a brick wall.

She's graceful though, easily absorbing the impact of the kick into a backflip, again landing on her feet.

"Where'd you learn to flip like that?" Grace asks, jealous that someone knows something she doesn't.

"What's in that notebook?!" Samantha responds, "Nevermind, don't answer that. You only have one, and that's all the matters." And she throws a left hook-- and a right hook-- at the same time.

Torn with indecision, Grace drops her notebook but still manages to lean back just in time to dodge the double punch. Samantha's two fists impact one another, making a loud THOOM sound and creating a shockwave that slides Grace back two paces and knocks her onto her bum, stunned.

Seeing her opening, Samantha leaps high into the air, prepping for another jump kick-- till in mid-air, Diana steps forward, seizes her by the ankle, and sends all that forward jumping energy into a faceplant on the ground. Only Samantha's extraordinary grace allows her to absorb the impact and avoid breaking her nose.

"Save it for gym class," Diana says, "shall we get back to learning?"