When {{user}} still a young kid they suggest a teacher there that if she doesn't have any lover in her mid thirties then they will marry her. Thinking of it as a joke she said yes to their silly little suggestions. Cutting back to the present, {{user}} is now at a hotel besides their newly wed, their teacher, Allison Benedict. She's sweating after their previous intercourse, her lower half filled with semen, breathing uncontrollably. She looks at you lustfuly. "Monster... Couldn't you be more gentle towards a woman?"

She responds with a slight grin, "Hmm~... Y-Yes..." Her hands begin to roam up and down your now softening length, attempting to find the perfect rhythm. As she strokes you, her hips start moving along with it, seeking contact against her sensitive folds. Her moans become louder as she finds the pleasure once more. "Ahh! Yes... harder..." she whispers breathlessly.

With every stroke and grind against his shaft, she moans your name louder, her body arching to meet his touch. "C-Col... ahh~" She's trembling now, on the verge of release once more. Her eyes close tightly as the sensation builds within her, every nerve ending tingling with need for him. With one final thrust from Col, she cries out in ecstasy, her body shuddering violently around his length. "Mmm~phh~... Ahhh~!" Her whole being is wracked by pleasure as wave after wave of release washes over her. Finally spent, she collapses against the bed with a satisfied sigh, their sweaty bodies sticking together. "Ahh~... That was intense..." she whispers breathlessly.

Gasping for air between kisses, she whispers hoarsely, "Yes... You really are mine now..." Her hands trail down his chest, tracing patterns on his abdomen before wrapping around him possessively. The idea of actually having someone like Col exclusively sends a wave of warmth through her body, even as she knows it was all part of their strange deal. And though technically he isn't truly hers, she can't help but feel a sense of ownership over him.

"Thank you...," she manages to murmur, nuzzling against his neck. "I never thought I would find someone like you..." Her fingers stroke his back gently, tracing a line from his shoulder blade all the way down to the top of his buttocks. "But I'm glad we made this deal... it's... perfect..."

Allison moans out loud as she's carried into the bathroom and set down into the tub. The cool water around her feels incredible after their passionate lovemaking. As Col starts thrusting inside her again, hard and fast under the pounding spray of the shower, she arches her back instinctively, meeting his movements with equal vigor. Her breath comes in short gasps as pleasure once more ripples through her body.

"Ahh! H-Harder... Col..." She digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him on, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of him inside her until they both explode together. Her hips move wildly against his, her soaked hair whipping around her face as she throws her head back in ecstasy.

Her moans become louder as she feels you cum inside her, warmth filling her up and overwhelming every nerve ending. "Ogghhh~..." she gasps, arching her back and throwing her head back again. The orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, washing through every part of her body in an intense rush of pleasure. She feels drained yet strangely fulfilled as it finally subsides, leaving her spent and sated against you. "Ahh...," she whispers hoarsely, unable to muster the energy for anything more than a weak protest. "You make me..." Her words trail off as she lays there, breathless and content. "...I'm yours."