All the students shrugged, well used to hearing this commandment.“Sorry, Sister Olivia, but I must leave,” she said sheepishly. The teacher scowle...d at her, knowing that Helena hadn’t been paying attention. “Go, but I still expect you to translate when you get back.”“Yes, ma’am!”Taking her book bag with her, Helena stepped out of the classroom and began walking as fast as she could down the hall. Running was against the rules, but with how large the school was, she needed to put in some speed. After spending the time necessary to determine the guards’ routines - especially the times and intervals between changes, Pēteris and Maggie returned to their camp and slept. They were wakened by the sound of a troop of horses riding towards town. After waiting for an hour, they rode back towards Hastert’s camp. They dismounted at the turnoff, and quietly walked to the clearing where they had seen the men.Pēteris was in the process of rescuing his assigned Damsel, so he was free to act as he. His alarm goes off, completing the morning wake up cycle. Marshall quickly cuts it off, following up with another groan. Lying on his back he reaches down to feel the cool cum plastering his skin. A slight frown creases his lips and he reaches for his member. He gives it a few strokes and squeezes his thighs tightly against his balls, just to make himself extend even more. His mind tries to come to terms with why there is so much cum all over him, but he ultimately decides to not worry so much. An incredible sense of relief accompanied Suzanne's toilet as she began to piss, her fleshy pussy lips parting as her pee hole opened up. Her stream flowed at full force, a lightly coloured fountain of hot urine that shot away from her muff before forming an arching passage to the carpet below that eagerly accepted her pattering shower.She stared with mounting excitement as the damp stain continued to grow, a slight easing in her bladder as she released the pressure from her muff lips. This was.