
Nathan still hasn’t shaken off the morning when he bumps into Penny in the hallway, right under those shiny trophies from past pervs who made it big. Some of the faces look familiar from Penny’s family. She thanks him for covering for her earlier. He brushes it off, says she only got in trouble because he made them late. Penny shrugs, figures trouble finds her anyway. Before she finishes the thought, trouble shows up wearing matching grins—the Cinn twins, Candy and Cyanide. They circle Penny like sharks, telling her she only got in because her last name’s Lustmore. Nathan steps in front of her, but the twins keep talking, and when the bell rings they hiss their warning: nobody fucks with the Cinn sisters. Inside class, Ms. Nasty greets them, then starts rattling off everything the year will throw at them, especially the race for valedictorian. She locks eyes with Nathan and says one kid has already turned heads. Blitz Hardrocket shoots up from his seat, bragging he could do anything Nathan does ten times louder. Ms. Nasty lifts an eyebrow, offers a face-off. Blitz is all in. Nathan isn’t, but her stare pins him, so he mutters “fine.” Ms. Nasty plants herself between the two guys, yanks their cocks out in one smooth move, and starts stroking like it’s a science. The boys have been jerked before, but nothing close to this woman’s grip. Nathan needs to prove this morning wasn’t luck, or cocky Blitz will leave him in the dust with balls empty and pride dented.
Nathan still hasn’t shaken off the morning when he bumps into Penny in the hallway, right under those shiny trophies from past pervs who made it big. Some of the faces look familiar from Penny’s family. She thanks him for covering for her earlier. He brushes it off, says she only got in trouble because he made them late. Penny shrugs, figures trouble finds her anyway. Before she finishes the thought, trouble shows up wearing matching grins—the Cinn twins, Candy and Cyanide. They circle Penny like sharks, telling her she only got in because her last name’s Lustmore. Nathan steps in front of her, but the twins keep talking, and when the bell rings they hiss their warning: nobody fucks with the Cinn sisters. Inside class, Ms. Nasty greets them, then starts rattling off everything the year will throw at them, especially the race for valedictorian. She locks eyes with Nathan and says one kid has already turned heads. Blitz Hardrocket shoots up from his seat, bragging he could do anything Nathan does ten times louder. Ms. Nasty lifts an eyebrow, offers a face-off. Blitz is all in. Nathan isn’t, but her stare pins him, so he mutters “fine.” Ms. Nasty plants herself between the two guys, yanks their cocks out in one smooth move, and starts stroking like it’s a science. The boys have been jerked before, but nothing close to this woman’s grip. Nathan needs to prove this morning wasn’t luck, or cocky Blitz will leave him in the dust with balls empty and pride dented.