The chess team gets their way.

Dana casts her excited gaze back down to your crotch, and watches your boner rage on for a few horrible seconds; meeting the eyes on your scarlet face once more, this malefic vixen cryptically says, "Oh, I know what I want to do."

She keeps staring, grinning at you as if awaiting some response, but after a metaphorical eternity of silence, you don't quite infer what she means, and nervously ask, "W-what are you going to do?"

Dana presses her ample breasts into you and smirks, pausing for dramatic effect…

"You."

Your lungs cease all typical functions and your heart palpitates. She's going to fuck you in front of a crowd?!?

"Now who wants to watch me suck this hottie off!"

An uproarious affirmation thunders out from the mob of senior girls who suggested it: The chess team high-five each other and scream, while all the other young women hasten to draw their smartphones; agog to record the upcoming event.

Dana pins her hair back—God she looks cute with a ponytail— and kneels in front of you. Peering into your fear-stricken eyes with a licentious smile, she says, "This, Sam? This, is gonna be fun."

The object of your affections licks her black lips, and then bends down towards your cock's shaft; your hips buck backwards when her tongue gingerly strokes your head. "Nuh-uh, I didn't say you could move~" she sing-songs, before groping your ass with both hands— preventing you from moving at all.

Just as her expectant lips caress your dick, a camera flash goes off, serving as a dreadful reminder that this sexual encounter won't be a private one.