The classroom is dark, the air thick with tension. Jake has been watching Ms. Green all day, his cock aching in his pants. He knows she's been noticing him too, her eyes lingering on his crotch. As she bends over to pick up a book, he can't resist. He grabs her, pushing her against the chalkboard. She struggles, but he's too strong. He forces her hand between her legs, making her finger her own wet cunt. She gasps, her body arching into his touch. He can smell her arousal, see the slickness on her fingers. He growls, "You're fucking wet, Ms. Green. You want my cock, don't you?"