It must have been like watching a cow being milked. Great jets of sperm streamed down as I shuddered and groaned on the bed. Finally, when it was over... I just had to lie there, spent. I remained in the same position for what must have been about a minute. But I knew that there was plenty for the camera to explore – my butt hole still glistening with KY Jelly, my balls still glistening with baby oil, and the last few drops of semen (I could feel them) slowly dripping from the tip of my prick.. Stopping to calm herself down for a moment, she realized that the egg must be one of the remote-control variety. What she had thought was simply a retrieval string was actually a wire antenna. Someone had been operating the corresponding transmitter back on the platform, and the egg had only started up once she traveled within its limited range.Had she noticed anyone waiting there? Anyone suspicious? Perhaps someone pretending to listen to a radio or fiddling with a PDA? She shook her head as. The sun had barely broken over the eastern hills. I staggered to the toilet to relieve my full bladder and then into to kitchen to start on coffee. As the warm brew was finishing up the smell had woken her as well. She joined me minutes later after her own trip to the bathroom. She smiles slyly as the jumped into my arms and kissed me. She held it before me, her positive ovulation test. Lifting her into my arms I carried her back into our bed room… I can’t tell you how many times we fucked that. Furthermore, there was a colored band around the perimeter of the card, and all of ours were gold. Becky then filled us in on the color-coding. The students had one color, staff had another, and so forth. But there were only a tiny handful of gold cards like ours. Gold cards allowed the bearer full access to any place at any time.Pretending to be shocked, Kris gasped, “You mean that Dad and Cam could have access to the girls’ dorm rooms? At night? When they’re sleeping?”“Of course, Kris. Why.