I intentionally got the last number wrong. The lotto display said that 5 out of 6 numbers should be good for about $2,000 depending on how many sold, ...nd that would probably make a nice seed to my bankroll. I might not even need to go to Lotto Headquarters to cash this in. I had another plan for claiming the big prize that would hopefully keep it anonymous.I headed back to the house. It looked like Mom was home, her car was in the driveway. As I stepped into the house she looked up and said “Hi. He let her suck and play with those fingers as he slowly fucked her tight teen pussy, feeling every ridge and bump as her warm and wet insides squeezed him. She moaned in sync with his thrusts, every time he bottomed out inside her, she groaned, and he was pretty sure it was almost painful to her. Her hands were holding on to the sides of the desk so hard her knuckles were turning white, and as he started to pick his pace up, her moaning became so loud he thought the entire school would hear. I remember the Gens d'Armes displaying the bloody results of their torture and shoving it into my face, and the red puddles seeping slowly into the bare earth.I remember it as if it were yesterday.I remember two women being brought into the square, modest women, reverent women who prayed in Church and never missed confession. They were entirely innocent, completely unconnected with me and my crimes, and yet they were implicated nevertheless in a way I can't fathom.They were in their late. This caused Vicky to smile broadly and say, "Relax Jason, you aregoing to like this, I think you will make a very pretty woman." Withthat, she crossed the room, and lifted his downturned face with bothhands and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She then stood back andwatched as Jason, red faced, with tears in his eyes, slowly undressed.When he was down to only his underpants, Jason reached for the dressthe girls had found. Vicky grabbed his hand and said, "Not yetbuster, those (pointing to his.