“Why was I set up?” I asked.“I have no idea.”Without warning, I slammed my fist into his jaw, his head bouncing off the wall, his lip splittin.... “Why was I framed?”Russell’s eyes regained focus. “I swear! I don’t know!”This time I hit him harder, snarling at him. His eyebrow split, blood cascading down the side of his face to stain his shirt.“Okay! Okay! Enough!” he yelled.“Talk,” I snarled, still holding him by the throat and pressing him to the wall.“They wanted you out of the way.”“Why?”“To. I could hear the squelches of Donna’s wet cunt being fingered and knew she’d be close to orgasm. Holding his cock between my two fingers I pulled back his foreskin and licked his helmet, slipping his small cock into my mouth I began to toss him off with a steady rhythm, giving his eye a lick on every stroke, he was rubbing Donna closer and closer to her climax as her thighs were parted I could hear her wetness as loud as her groaning. Then she moaned louder as her mouth locked onto his as his. Taking Mom out for a spin on the pig?" That's hog, you delinquent, and yes I'm going to see if she scares any easier that you do," I chuckled."You don't scare me, old man," she laughed, punching me on the arm."Well, that does a world of good for my ego." I'm pretty sure your ego can take the shock," she snickered."Maybe," I admitted. There was a clicking of heels behind us and I turned to see who it was and my jaw almost hit the ground. It was Cynthia, of course, in the same style of riding. Alyssa whimpered as each of her students tasted her milk. Then the first male student stepped up between her legs and pushed his engorged cock through her pussy lips breaching her hymen and coating his dick with her virginal blood. He began violently and rapidly pumping into her and finally emptying his ball sack contents into her womb. He stepped back and zipped up as the next student took his place. While that was happening one of the young women had straddled Ms. Fitch's face and forced her.