”I looked at her and she smiled, “You remember the masters and the grandmaster. There should be hidden panels or a hidden room.”I nodded, “I k...lled the auto defenses but since they were here and fought I never looked.”We moved apart and started searching the room slowly. I was going over the school layout in my mind and glanced to the right wall. According to the measurements that wall should be six feet further back. I moved to it and started looking at it closely. The grandmaster had been. A smile appears on her face as she hurries from behind the bar.“You must be John!” she exclaims as she vigorously shakes your free hand, “I’m Mary. But most of the students here call me Ma.”“Ma…” you repeat ponderously. It has a certain ring of appropriateness about it. She appears to be in her late forties or early fifties; about the same age as most parents of college age students would be. You get the feeling that she is both compassionate and loving. But from the way she greeted you, you. The boys spread out on the stand, staring across the gym at the three of us naked and quivering with anticipatory lust.“Oh, Jalal,” Kimmy moaned through the door, her orgasm rippling through her.“You go, stud,” I whispered. My little brother was not nearly as useless as I once thought him to be.“Kimmy!” he groaned, the pair sharing their love in passion.My pussy clenched.More boys entered. I saw Issac from my English class. Then Rich from my biology class walked in with several of his friends.. Mum waved cheekily at me from where she sat on the loo."I'm mummy and that dirty tart there is your aunt Sarah."Even though I felt like shit, my bloody cock wouldn't go down, and I had to almost push Sarah away from me while I stood under the shower until gradually my head cleared and my eyes actually began to focus properly."Oh it's a cover up day is it?" said mum as I walked into the kitchen wearing jeans and a tee shirt.I grinned as I took the coffee Jill held out to me and sipped it.