Give four some grease to slide to five.”“Will that improve the ballet,” she asked back.A small chuckle and then, “Your name will be up in ligh...s!”I heard a small buzz and then only static. Looking over I saw the box with the green light had turned to a red light for a few seconds before the light went out.Everyone in the team started looking at all of the various lights that came up around the room. In my head I started to see that they matched part of the path I took to get from the first. It would be really hard to explain I was on a mission of mercy for the nuns in the convent under the authority of no less than Father Connelly and Mother Superior. I guess my previous mischievous persona would make such an innocuous agenda unlikely.I am ashamed to admit I added another puddle of cum right in the middle of Sister Mary's panties on top of my crusted first deposit. I couldn't wait to see her face when I gave them back to her so artistically decorated with my sticky cum.The scene. I then lost control, and threw the pillow to the floor and let her feet rest against my hard cock. This immediately triggered a reaction from her, when she turned back and was greeted with my pole, standing hard in my pants. What she did next shocked me. She flipped over, and whispered: "Wow cuz, I think you need to loosen up, it looks like your zip is going to burst any second". As she said this to me, an embarassed look shot across my face, which made me drop my head, when I suddenly felt a. I slowly pulled myself out of Stacy B and sat up. I looked down at my cock and saw a bit of blood from taking Stacy B’s virginity. I looked up at them, turned towards them and pulled off my condom.“Wow.” Stacy R said as her eyes fixated on my cock.“He’s ripped.” Stacy Z said looking me up and down.I should stop here to explain. Back in the 9th grade, I wasn’t exactly super muscles and Mr. Hunky stuff guy that you see on the Las Vegas strip, walking along and posing with women for money, I was.