She feels her lips twist into a vicious smirk when Tavris seems to collapse in on herself, giving in and this is how Charlotte wants her. She can practically feel the shame roll off the girl, the guilt palpable. And the way her cunt clenches around her fingers, as if to pull them deeper makes her ache to bury her cock inside the girl, feel that warm slick tightness around her.

"You haven't," she shoots back in a soft vicious whisper, fingers twisting to rub against her gspot. "Don't lie to me Tavris, you haven't even tried to resist. Look at you, you're practically fucking yourself on my fingers, like some common slut."

But not here, not now. She's already taking a risk doing this much to the girl when anyone could truly walk in on them. But still she works her fingers inside Tavris, relishing the soft slick sounds her cunt makes as its fucked and the way the girl's shoulders shake in tears. She can feel her clench, can feel when her pleasure starts to build to that peak and.

And just like that she stops, withdrawing her fingers quickly with one last thrust. There's a shred of distaste in her voice but more obvious is the apparent pity. "Pull up your panties Miss Nitram. It's clear you haven't been taking this seriously, and I can't do anything to help you if you don't even wish to try."