Chapter 21 by TimT85

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This is wrong.

"This is wrong," you said, while fucking into Sabrina's moistened vagina. She was out cold, a limp fish as you plundered her deepest reaches. You backed, up, a little bit of precum glistening off your cock, as well as other juices, and you sighed at its rigid state.

Haley, now in an open dress shirt showing every bit of her luscious appeal, looked in shock at you stopping the fucking, and immediately replaced Sabrina's cunt with her mouth, sucking you off once more as you stared in anger at Miss Angela. Angela grabbed Hannah and directed her to suck her breast, as Hannah's hands began attempting to jill off Miss Angela.

"Don't..." you say, but no one seems to react. "Stop!"

Haley stops sucking, looking up as you push out of her mouth. Hannah and Miss Angela separate from each other. "John--" says Hannah, with a sign of fear in her voice.

"Get out," you say, in seething rage. The three leave you and close the door, but you can sense their presence just on the outside.

You pace through the master bedroom, looking at pictures of young Haley, Principal Ellis, and his late wife. "How can I do this?" you mumble, quietly, to no one. Sabrina is your only witness, a silent one, asleep and unbothered by the penetration you performed. You look down at your erect cock and sigh.

Outside, the naked Miss Angela, robed Hannah, and open-shirt Haley stand anxiously as they listen to the doorway. They hear sounds of the bed squeaking. "I think he's fucking her..." says Angela.

"Oh, thank God," says Haley, breathing a sigh of relief. They were all incredibly concerned that you were going to swear off ejaculating. They continue listening, enrapt, as they hear you grunt and cum into the unconscious figure.

The door unexpectedly swings open, and you stare at them, as they awkwardly smile. You are still naked, not bothering to pick up Principal Ellis's robe, as you ignore their concerns, and walk around them, heading to Haley's room to pick up your clothes. You leave Sabrina behind on the bed, leaking your creamy liquid.

"Talk to me, please!" says Hannah, concerned that you seem angry at her. She opens her robe to display her breasts, but you ignore her. At first.

"That wasn't right," you say, putting on your shirt and walking to her face. "I expect that from the rest of them, but you're better than that. ... I'm not a rapist." You grab her robe and close it for her, tightening the straps before turning around as you pull up your pants and slip on your flip flops.

"I'm going to need a ride home," you say, coldly, as you head to the stairway.

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