" But why were they trying ta kill ya, ma'am?" They found out that I'm on my way ta Roswell ta try ta find the chief Brotherhood organizer in this sec...tion of NMT. His name is Ephrem Zimboldt, and I plan ta kill 'im ifen I can't arrest 'im." That's why I'm goin' to Roswell, too. I got some information that Zimboldt will be at the Crystal Saloon 6 days from now. Do ya know 'im when ya see 'im" Oh, wonderful! That's the one missing piece of information that I needed. No, I don't know 'im except by. And it happened, she hit my chest while turning with those arms and I stood there smiling. She was shocked amusingly. Yes, she was still a stunner, even after 4 years of my school farewell, she turned me on like she did on my first day of the Lab.“You clever lad, Look how big you’ve become now”, she said. She was right about that. I was no more than skinny little schoolboy but a well-built man with good physical assets. “Thank you, Mam. That beauty of yours is all that’s motivated me all this. Now that I'm stretched to him he doens't hold back and stats to pound into me repeatedly and gaining speed. He is leaning over my bodycontinues pounding my ass for ten minutes before I feel him spasm and hold me tight. He whispered in my ear to take his hot load of cum in my tight boy hole. I never wanted him to cum in me but I wasunable to complain as his balls drained their contents deep in my bowels. My spasming sphincter massaging everydrop out as I clench down on his now limp cock slides. ” Damien was Missy's boyfriend and the math teacher was Damien's sex slave, Mrs. Corra. I pulled out of Chasity and stood up, putting an arm around Korina and then hugging Mary to me. “We have some news,” I told her. Mary glanced at Korina and then her eyes widened. “You're pregnant!” Mary gasped. “How did you...” I trailed off. “Woman's intuition,” Mary said, mysterious. “I texted her,” Willow answered and Mary shot her a look that promised Willow was in store for a spanking. Mary stroked.