The drive to the Pensacola Amazon Militia compound was forty minutes, but it wasn't boring. A short orientation film informed the children that the co...pound was headquarters for an all-woman militia, for a commercial detective agency, and for a bodyguard service. Also there was the Joan Jakefield Cosmetic Surgical Clinic, a grade school for children in grades 1-8 with 49 day and 43 boarding students, a high school with another 53 day and 17 boarding students, a headquarters for an on-line. There was no way she was going to stop. She could see the want, the desire in her teacher’s eyes, just like in Mr Jacobs’s eyes the other day, yet she could feel Ms. Craig resisting, keeping her hands down and to herself. But she did not stop me, she thought to herself, leaning back and clamping her hand over her damp sex, humping against it for a few moments.Sitting back up straight, gasping from the pleasure, Niki returned to circling her clit, her pace picking up. “Going to cum now, oh god,. I don’t give a shit at this point if she even talks to me ever again.”She nodded and then Lana and Gina joined us. “Hi,” they said on top of each other, both looking a little uncomfortable.“You heard,” I said flatly.“Tricia texted us,” Lana confirmed. “She’s worried about you.”I pulled out my phone and sent her a message that said I was fine and then put it away.“Shall we?” I asked, my throat hurting. Every time I spoke it was like the vibrations went right through me.They nodded and we got in. You know Justin I've always had this fantasy about..." She watched my cock soften a little. "Well, maybe later." She smiled. "You know I thought you may have had trouble pissing with that thing as hard as that?" I guess most people would but the way things have been recently if I didn't learn to piss with a hard-on I'd be in trouble."We went to the sink and washed our hands before heading back to bed."You know you're going to fuck my mother sooner or later don't you? Hell maybe even today who.