'Class? Most likely, we'd be going to her's.' Kyle figured, resting his face against the sweaty skin of Derrick's right breast. 'Why'd I get in trouble, instead of mistress?' Kyle was rather paranoid at this point and decided to just call Derrick mistress in his mind, on the off chance she'd have mind reading powers, too. Luckily, he wouldn't have to worry about that; Derrick sighed after being told to head to class by Ms. Carver. "Why bother with school right now, anyways? The day is young, I'm the sexiest woman alive, and I'm going to have a fuck toy in me 24/7 now. I should be out of here, enjoying what life has to offer!" With her monologue complete, Derrick sprints down the hall, heading to the nearest staircase.
"We can't just ditch school!" Kyle murmured from his tight, warm prison. "We'll get in trouble!" "Wrong!" his mistress interrupted. "You'll get in trouble; with this reality, I can just blame you for everything that happens. No one will think of me in a negative light, and they'll let us stay this way, thinking it's just to punish you!" Derrick reached the stairwell and fast walked down the steps; each fierce bounce pushed Kyle up and down enough, he swore he came a couple times just from this. "Feels good, bitch; keep doing that." Derrick said, in a lusty, authoritative tone. She grabbed, then pressed the sides of her breasts to squish Kyle's head; he found it suddenly even difficult to breathe, and just kept pounding his mistress's puss, hoping that would satisfy her enough to not suffocate him.
That appeared to be the case, as Derrick left her huge mammaries alone once reaching the ground floor. "Fucking freedom!" She declared, walking outside. "What exactly were you planning on doing once out, mistress?" Kyle inquired, sounding slightly passive aggressive (which Derrick to immediate note of). "Well, slut, I was in the mood for a bit of exercise. I need to keep this body and shape, and I'm even dressed for it." The voluptuous Derrick decided. 'Dear god....' Kyle told himself; his mistress immediately began to jog away from the school. Her long, slender legs allowed Derrick to take lengthy strides, pressing and pushing Kyle around in his position. "Wha- g-aaah!" Was all Kyle was able to mutter, as Derrick's pacing affected her pussy as well. With each stretch of her legs, Derrick's pussy muscles constricted tightly around Kyle's average sized erection, practically milking him. At one point, Kyle's dick head poked Derrick's womb again, and he ended up cumming inside it. Feeling more warmth spread within her loins, Derrick bit her plump lip, drooling from the pleasure.
Meanwhile, Ms Carver was dumbfounded by what she saw, when only down the hall from Kyle and Derrick. After berating Kyle for all that he had done, he had the nerve to make Derrick take him out of the school. "That son of-" She stopped herself to get back into a professional, teacher mindset. "Better let the principal know, and then Kyle's parents. We'll have a lot to discuss about that emerging delinquent's behavior." The annoyed teacher planned, reality keeping her unaware of the truth.