You start to protest

"Grace, we can't..." you begin, but she moans at you, shaking her head as she tugs open her top and pulls her skirt up over her hips to brazenly display herself.

"We have to," she pleads desperately. "I need it so bad! You've got to keep showing me, making me a woman. Take me Mr. Carter! Take me and use me!" She reaches out and grabs a handful of your shirt, pulling you towards her, her face a mask of frantic lust.

Your cock is throbbing stiffly in your pants, wanting to sample this delicious teen again as your mind fights to resist her sweet young body.