Oh yeah!

"Do it, Kyle!" Diana wiggles again under you, but not so much in an attempt to dislodge you as to feel the strength of your hand on her back. "Show me what a warrior would do to an innocent maiden who fell into his savage hands."

"My name is Hawk!" You growl at Diana as you finally free your cock. "You should know the spirit-name of the savage who makes you his."

"Oh God, you are a savage!" It is so easy to place the swollen head of your cock between Diana's slick folds you just have to believe this was meant to be.

"That's right you little wild-cat." You pause, refusing to rush the moment. "Say my name. I want to hear you call out my name as I claim the reward for the effort it took to hunt you down and tame your sweet ass!"

"Please Hawk," Diana cranes her neck so she can look back at you with her lust-filled, "defile me if you must, but you mustn't spend inside of me. If my shame becomes known I can never reclaim my place in court."

"I know!" You laugh and finally, after far too long, you allow your thick shaft to slide deep into Diana's core. She lets out a long moan of desire that matches yours and just for a second you pause savoring the moment but then the need to quench the fire is too strong and you begin to pound Diana's reddened ass with a fierceness uncharacteristic of your normal gentle lovemaking.

"Oh Hawk!" Diana's gasp of excitement only urges you on. "Fuck Hawk, Fuck me, OH SHIT!" Diana arches her back lifting her ass even as she braces her arms under her chest. "Tame me, you wild savage!" Grabbing her hair you pull her up arching her back as you thrust into her. A whole new set of sensations spring from the way her pussy is clenching your cock in this new position, and you find yourself dangerously close to exploding into Diana less than a minute after you started.

You have much more of the formidable Miss Naylor to explore before you let this encounter end, and you slow the pace of your thrusts enough to buy you some control. Reaching around Diana's slender torso you cup one of her firm tits through her blouse and squeeze it hard. Ever since you saw those round tits pressing against the silk covering them you've wondered if they would feel as good as they look. They certainly do - maybe even better! One or even two of the pearl buttons on Diana's blouse pop free as you tear at the clothing between you and her flesh but it doesn't take long before you have her warm flesh cupped in your palm and a peaked nipple rolling between your thumb and forefinger. Somehow even this is not enough and you use her hair to turn her face to meet your demanding lips.

"Is this the plan, Hawk?" Diana taunts you when your lips finally leave hers. "Bringing discipline to this school, one wet pussy at a time with your testosterone filled masculinity?" This sounds like the Diana Naylor that you first met, but the message is a little bit dampened by the way her body is responding to this primal fucking. "Is this what you wanted from Rose as you paddled her sassy little ass?" Diana grunts as a small shudder sweeps through her slender frame, and you remember how Miss Newton's paddling had affected Diana. "Are you planning to fuck your way through all the hot young students in my school?"

"Oh, I don't think so Ms. Naylor." You assure her, doing your best to ignore the many inappropriate actions that you've indulged in since your arrival. "I seem to prefer a slightly more mature version of the Pink Rose educated woman." It's not a lie. Diana's body is as toned and fit as the students half her age, but she has a sophistication and complexity that none of those hot bodies can match. Eager to avoid any further questions like that one you build once again to a mind blowing climax.