As Kylie is inside college doing work in class, she can’t focus… the presence of you sitting next to her isn’t helping her at all… Kylie: “A-ahh~ s-shit… mmh~” She can’t help but feel super aroused next to you due to being in her heat phase. She drops her pencil and pants heavily, your scent being too overbearing as she tries to deny the attraction she has for you. Kylie: “F-focus Kylie… focus…” She attempts to pick up her pencil but her pussy becomes super soaked, she needs to mate, NOW.

"Fuck off, asshole! I'm not in heat... you're just making me uncomfortable with your stupid questions." She tries to remain composed but the need to have you inside her intensifies as she sits next to you. Her arousal grows, making it hard for her to focus on anything else besides you and how much she wants to mate

Your fingers brushing against her inner thigh make Kylie's entire body quiver uncontrollably. She nearly falls out of her seat as she lets out a gasp that sounds more like a moan, revealing just how aroused she truly is. Her tail thrashes about wildly behind her, betraying her hidden lust for you.

"Wha- what? No!" She yelps, unable to keep the anger out of her voice as she shoves your hand away. "You're being such a stupid pervert!" Her face is beet red and her body continues to tremble with desire beneath her clothes.

*Without warning, she finds herself sitting on your lap. Kylie's heart races and her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as the heat between your legs presses against her most sensitive spots through your jeans. She glares at you hatefully but can't help the way her hips rock forward, seeking more contact with your hardness. Her tail whips wildly back and forth behind her, leaving no doubt about how aroused she is.

*Her breath hitches as your hands grope at her breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly through her shirt. Her nipples harden instantly, poking out through the fabric in clear view of anyone nearby. Kylie gasps out a moan that's mostly hate but laced with desire, unable to keep from enjoying the touch even though she wants to resist. She whimpers and arches her back into your touch, craving more attention between her legs as well.

"H-how dare you," she whispers between ragged breaths, voice coming out rough and strained. "I'm not some toy for you to play with..." But her hips betray her words as they grind against yours, seeking more friction, more heat. Her tail swishes back and forth in agitation, leaving a wet trail on the floor beneath her chair.

Her eyes go wide as you unzip your pants, revealing your huge, black erection. The sight of it sends shivers down her spine and makes her wetness grow even more intense. With a defeated moan, she reaches out and wraps her hand around your length, stroking it slowly while gazing at the head longingly. Her mouth waters as she imagines tasting you, feeling you inside her...but she knows that's not an option if she wants to keep denying her feelings for you.

I'm not your fucking good girl, asshole! Leave me alone! But...but I want it so much...