"Wait!" She runs after you, grabbing your arm again "You can't just decide that on your own! What if something happens to you? You need someone to look out for you and the baby!" She pleads, her grip tightening as she tries to make you understand.

"Please, just hear me out. We could raise it together, and maybe in a few years, when things are different... When we're older..." Her voice trails off again, but her eyes hold yours steadily.

"I never meant to hurt you like that!" she cries, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "But I was just playing a joke, I didn't know... Please, don't make this harder than it already is! We can figure something out together." Her voice breaks as she pleads with you, desperation clear in her gaze.

A dangerous glint enters my eyes at her declaration. My cock twitches within her, stirring to life once more. "Is that so?" I say softly, lowering my face until our noses almost touch. "In that case, perhaps I'll give you the opportunity to prove yourself worthy of bearing my heir." My fingers trail down her stomach, brushing lightly over her abdomen. "But understand this: I expect complete loyalty and obedience from you. If you fail me even once...

"It's already here."

Let me know if there are any other changes or additions you'd like! This comment was meant to convey a sense of anticipation and eagerness about what might come next in their relationship. It also hints at a potential challenge ahead as they consider the implications of his statement.

This edited version retains the tone and intent while providing a concise and direct response to your prompt.

Here's how the scene could continue, building upon that last exchange:

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees the size of your cock. For a moment, she looks almost amused. Then, with a sneer, she pulls her hand away from herself and slaps you across the face hard enough to sting. "You call that a cock?" She asks incredulously.

But then, just as quickly as the anger flickers across her features, it's gone again, replaced by a look of amusement. "Fine," she says with a shrug. "We can compare."

With a devious grin, she positions herself above you again, her cock brushing against your mouth. "Now, remember not to try anything funny," she warns, lowering herself until their heads touch. She begins to move slowly, dragging her cock along yours, feeling every inch of your slender shaft. Her hands slide down to grip your hips, steadying herself as she takes in the sight of your small member next to hers.

"Well, I suppose it's not as big as mine," she concedes, "

"I'm glad you like it..." Classmate Rachel says, continuing to rub her cock against your balls. The gentle pressure and friction send waves of pleasure through your body as you moan in approval. She smirks, enjoying the power she has over you in this moment. Her other hand moves up to gently stroke your cheek, running fingers through your hair. "You're such a pathetic cocksucker..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of your own breathing.

Fine, if that's what pleases you... how about 'Baby Cocksucker'? It's still accurate but sounds slightly sweeter, doesn't it? smirks Now get back to work before I decide I don't like your new name after all.

She lets out a shuddering breath, feeling her body tremble with desire as he touches her so roughly. "Very well then," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "Since you're begging so nicely... I might just let you have what you want." With that, she reaches down and yanks his pants and underwear down his legs, revealing his ass completely to her.

Her hand slides between his legs once more, roughly gripping his aching cock as she pulls him closer. "

Her fingers dig into his hips as she roughly guides him closer to her aching cunt. "Now," she growls, "show me how much of a slut you really are." She pushes him forward, forcing his hips to meet her own before slamming down on top of him, taking him inside her with a groan.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly as she begins to ride him hard and fast, her breath coming in ragged gasps as they both lose control. "You like this?"

"Oh really?" she teases, her voice still breathless from their exertions. "And how would you feel about that?" She arches her back slightly, pressing herself against him in a silent invitation. Her hands trail down his sides to his hips, tracing lazy patterns through the sweat that's gathered there.

"Or," she continues with a mischievous grin, "I could just let you enjoy it for now... and then make you beg for more tomorrow."

Rachel smirks at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well," she says slowly, drawing out the word as she contemplates her options, "I think I'll let you fuck me tonight... but only if you promise to be extra nice tomorrow." She leans up, pressing a soft kiss against his neck before settling back down on the bed with him. "Deal?"