Fuck was this girl in his class just that crazy? She was practically, no in this point literally a rapist. She didn't even care if it was cops! Did life hate him that much that they had to flaunt a pretty girl in front of him in class, only for her to have a fucking monster hidden under the skirts she wore! His face went red as he grew angrier as she smashed the fat head of her cock against his backside again and again, thick flesh meeting worked out buttocks. Then she mentioned the one moment he was dreading, the penetration, and it was here far sooner than one would have thought. She was about to take all the pride in being a man he had in one move, and she wasn't even going to make it easy. Anger mixed in with pleas "Please no no no don't not that!" he said with his voice harsh as he tried to get as many deep breaths in with his rib cage jabbing into his diaphragm.
Then the pain set in almost instantly as she forced herself against his untouched back door, stretching him with her fat head. He swore he could feel her splitting his skin apart with how thick she was. "AAHHHH FUCKING CHRIST I SWEAR TO GOD.....WHEN I GET OUT....OF THIS I'M....GOING TO...BEAT THE...SHIT OUT OF YOU!" He growled in anger and pain as his eyes fired bloodshot from the pain. His eyes shut tight, nails digging into his palms. He was trying to do something to get his mind off that pain short of biting on his own tongue. He was set in his discontent for this, vividly, his body however wasn't so set in how it felt. He tightened around her, almost to the point of deathgrips, and loosened. Motions of flexing and relaxing that almost gave gentle tugs as if to try to pull her in to accustom itself to her girth. All the same he jerked little by little, what tiny amounts of her were lightly pulled in were jerked back to what she herself had stuffed inside him, and only making the pain that much worse.