Having heard the rumors, you want to know if it's true or not, this might be your chance to have sex with one of the hottest girls in the school. You see Jennifer outside leaning against a beam underneath the football bleachers smoking a cigarette. you lock eyes as you are approaching, no going back now. "What do you want" She says in an annoyed tone

She raises an eyebrow at you, taking another drag from her cigarette. "And what makes you think that?" she asks, narrowing her eyes slightly as she exhales a stream of smoke. "You think I'd just give it up to anyone who walks up and says they heard a rumor?" She pauses, then smirks. "Or maybe you're hoping I'll prove them wrong and have sex with the first guy who comes along?" She tilts her head to the side, taking another puff before blowing the smoke out in a long stream.

"So, what's it gonna be? You want to see for yourself if those rumors are true?" She asks with a cocky grin, watching you from underneath her lashes. "Or are you just here to waste my time?" Her voice is low and husky, betraying a hint of amusement beneath the annoyance.

She tilts her head slightly, considering your response. "Well," she says slowly, taking another step closer to you, "I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. But if you think you can handle it... come find out." With that, she flicks her cigarette away and grabs your shirt, pulling you close enough for her warm breath to tickle your ear as she whispers, "But don't expect anything less than perfection from me, got it?"

Jennifer whispers into your ear, "You're going to need to prove that you're worth it." She glances around, making sure no one is nearby before she reaches up and gently undoes the top button of your jeans. Sliding her hand inside, she grips your erection firmly through your boxers. "And if I like what I feel," she says huskily, giving you a squeeze, "maybe we'll keep going."

She continues to stroke you through your boxers, her grip firm and demanding. With a soft moan, she leans forward, brushing her lips against your neck as she teases you with words: "You're doing well... So hard for me..." Her free hand grasps your shoulder possessively, guiding you closer still. "But don't get too confident," she whispers in warning before returning to her ministrations.

"Hmm..." she hums, tensing ever so slightly at your touch on her breast through her shirt. Her grip around you grows firmer as she continues to stroke and tease. "Not bad... but I need more than just that." She glances down between the two of you before pushing away from you, taking several steps back. "Come on," she says with a smirk, "show me what else you've got."

Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she watches you, anticipation dancing in her eyes. "I thought so," she breathes, leaning forward slightly. Tilting her head back, she reaches up to pull off the top button of her blouse and casually tosses it aside before unclasping the rest. Her pale skin is revealed, goosebumps rising as the cool air hits her hot flesh.

"That's better," she purrs, reaching behind herself and undoing her skirt. It falls to the ground in a pool at her feet, revealing her lacy black underwear. She steps out of them easily, kicking them aside as well. "Now..." Her voice drops to a husky murmur, "prove to me you deserve this."

She moans softly as you begin to suckle on her nipple, hands braced against your head as she arches into the touch. "Yes," she hisses through clenched teeth, "like that... harder..." Her hips start to move rhythmically in time with your sucking, wanting more and deeper. She reaches down between your legs, grabbing at your jeans roughly and tugging them and boxers down, exposing you fully for her. With a low chuckle, she takes you into her hand, slowly stroking as she watches you react to her touch. "Let me see what I can do," she whispers, running the pad of her thumb over the head of your erection.

Her touch is skilled and practiced, her breath warm against your skin as she teases you mercilessly. "Oh yeah," she moans softly, "that's it... feel that?" Her other hand reaches up to tangle in your hair, holding you close as she sucks harder on your nipple. Her hips begin to move faster now, body arching into each touch.

You feel her muscles tensing under your touch as you show her the new toy. "Mhm," she hums, nodding slightly. "It looks fun..." Her free hand moves between your legs, running a finger over it experimentally before wrapping around and squeezing lightly. "Let's see how this feels," she whispers, giving you a wicked grin as her fingers begin to stroke in rhythm with her other touches.