These DataPads,’ She held up the tablet, ‘receive and store all information the TestiTracker sends us about your orgasms: how many you have, rough...y how much sperm you produce when you ejaculate, and when your refractory period ends. ‘Third, and I know you won’t be too keen on this function, the device is wirelessly connected to the wrist remotes that each woman in this facility wears,’ She raised her left hand and I saw what resembled a wide metal bracelet with more than a dozen small buttons. I had her grab her ankles and I probed her ass with my fingers. I easily got two but getting three took some effort. I had her get on the floor and reach back pulling her ass cheeks apart as I used both hands pulling her open. Sara grunted and moaned as I stretched her hole. I moved in close pressing my tip down into her. It barely fit and she tried pushing me out....still Sara didn't use the safe word. I squared over her backside and bore down into her ass. Sara began pounding her fist into. " The Guardian Angel wants us out. I don't think we have a choice. It's pushing me quite hard. Bye." The parents exited their panic room and walked down toward ours. Prof had fitted his spare leg.At our end, I'd left our security uniform on a shelf, had put my ski mask in my pocket and had put on a casual shirt I'd flown into this room before the Government's evil attack started, putting it over my black shirt to make myself look less cat-burglar-like. I also powered down the secret study. "Stay away from me." She said sharply, putting her left foot forward and ducking down into a fighting stance." Samantha, don't try to fight us. What you see heroes do in movies will only get you hurt in reality." He came up close to her and reached out to touch her arm. She'd got him where she wanted: close. Before he could react, her fingers had already jabbed him in his right eye. She brought her other hand palm-first, crashing into his jaw, before she slapped him hard in the ear. He fell to.