"Affirmative," Brock said. "And if there is more than one, where they are and where they're looking. No stairs or fire escape, though. Not even a damn...drain pipe. We may have to try another route."He wasn't asking me for help, he was stating a need on behalf of the team. I had a way to get what he wanted. I wasn't happy about it, but I figured I could do it. I pulled up my hood, balled my hands into fists and turned on The Dragon."Wait here," I said, as Brock did another of his half-millimeter. Tomorrow you can give them to anybody you want, but, for tonight it's all mine." He began thrusting into her, and she began wagging her tail like a friendly puppy, pushing back to meet his every thrust. She began feeling that familiar feeling in her abdomen, and began to cum. Once, twice, and three times, until she lost count. She MUST have cum 8 or 10 times. One after the other. She was panting, and having a hard time catching her breath. Just then, one more spasm caught her. She pushed back. Then I clean things up and get back on that old Sporty. I decide not to let Mom think I did anything, just to see what she might say. I come back to the cabin about half an hour after she came in."Hi, Mom, how was everything in the big mall of Worcester?" Oh very nice. I had a great time with Stella, we went to Polini's bakery and bought some apple, peach cherry and fig squares." Well, I'm glad you had a good time in Worcester." George, did you see the note I left on the table?" I did see it. What colour they were, or if they were bikini style, boyshorts, etc. I would wonder if she had garters, stockings or pantyhose on. I had a hard on a lot in her class. I know, quite a few times she caught me checking her out. When she would stand in front of me to help me, I would try and look down her blouse or top, hoping not to get caught.One day a guy bet me ten dollars to try and slip my hand up her skirt a little and not get caught, while she was bent over helping the girl in front of me..