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Adram huffed in frustration as he sat outside the principal's office, bored out of his mind without his phone. He was looking up some nice undertail pictures he got during the last school rally, as he had hidden under the bleachers as part of the stage coordination, and a few of the more "known" females of the school had attended without their panties on. Too bad he didn't think about the screeching wyvern that was assisting him, who ran off to tell the adults against his wishes.

He scratched at his obsidian scales as he wondered what sort of punishment he would get for lewd images on school grounds. The last he remembered, this was his second offense, and it might lead to a short suspension... He may have to do some sweet talk and obedience to maybe avoid that and just get some extra time in detention... Though that wouldn't be so bad depending on the teacher... He so wished he had his phone to ensure he could look up a page or two of the school handbook for his own benefit.

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Aria sat behind her desk, the black scaled, red-crested dragoness thumbing through the young teen's phone. Not everything in the gallery was lewd but quite a bit of it was. There were pictures of students, teachers, compromising pictures mixed in with other random photos as if doing this or nothing out of the ordinary for him. Adram wasn't a bad kid; he just had some-less-than optimal afterschool activities.

She'd have to involve his parents of course, the teen's activities not unusual but still inappropriate all the same. And, taking a quick look at his record, it wasn't the first time he'd been here for this. With a pen in one paw tapping the paper of his record, the other flicked the screen again and again paying only half attention to what was showing as she tried to decide what to do with this young buck.

It wasn't until a sound played from his phone that she perked, her golden orange eyes flicking to the screen as the video began playing. It took her only a moment to realize what was going on; it was a video of him having sex with... Wait... Was that... Cassie...? The short furred dragoness clearly didn't know she was being recorded. It was black and muffled to start, probably another phone he had in his pocket being pulled out and set on the floor.

From its position the act was clear as day. The older woman watched the entire thing from him toying around inside the teachers vent to pulling out the wrong hemipene at the critical moment to finally, tortuously draining the condom into her unprotected sex. After all was said and done dirty, he sneakily scooped up the recording device while she was distracted with the distressed realization that'd he cum inside her twice.

The principal clicked the phone closed, starring off into space for a moment. When her eyes refocused, the feral female called the young boy in, her expression carefully neutral as she decided what to do with him.

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Adram was careful in his demeanor, thinking on what the principle might say about the pictures, not thinking the female would look through his history all the way back to the video he made of his teacher's breeding. It was like a trophy to him, that recording; able to trick a teacher into going all the way without thinking he might actually give her eggs. That was the point of his 'project' after all, to get the grade he did in Sex Ed. They all mention that breeding meant egg making anyway, and he figured why avoid it?

They could just not give in if they really didn't want eggs.

"You wanted to see me, Mrs. Firescale?" He asked, closing the door and sitting in the chair across from the desk of the older female. She was quite a lovely thing to look at too, with her black scales and fiery orange feathers highlighting her. He would have certainly taken a picture of that undertail if he had the chance, come to think of it. But, such things were not meant to be spoken... He scratched at his neck and adjusted his collar, more to look official than to loosen it for now. He hadn't been caught for anything major, after all, just some pictures.

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The dark scaled lady was silent for a moment, evaluating the student; how he carried himself, how he responded, his tone of voice, all the little details a principal would need to keep in mind. He was a fine young male, given a couple more years she was sure he'd grow into a full drake. She folded her paws over his device and looked at him with a soft sigh.

"Adram. I've been going over the items on your phone. I can't say what I've seen there pleases me. You seem to have a willful interest in taking compromising images and... videos of your peers and teachers. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" It was an almost textbook response but, they were in a school after all. She still didn't know what she was going to do with him so it was partly just to buy some time as she considered her options.

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"Well, Mrs. Firescale, I am a growing drake and such things are an interest of most males my age. It isn't absolutely terrible that I take pictures to know a few details of it all after the Sex Education class that isn't cut and dry diagrams." He figured she was talking about mostly the pictures, and less about the video he had left on it. The video was proof enough that he wasn't just looking at all the females he took pictures of.

"I even went out of my way to make a project instead of a paper for Mrs. Winterheat - Sorry, Winterfeet, on how the Sex Education class teaches safety, and I got an A for the effort." It was a slip of the tongue, but one he likely spoke of to a couple other students that could keep secrets to offhandedly tip his paw at why Cassie's belly was starting to show. He certainly didn't outwardly admit he did anything wrong with the pictures, not when others were sneaking around and breeding each other in dark corners of the school as teenagers.

Older women were more beautiful anyway.

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The dark scaled dragoness raised an eye ridge at his slip up. If this video was why Cassie was starting to show, she'd have to be careful with this one... She remained stoic as she continued.

"Yes, you're not the first boy to have interests like this and certainly you won't be the last. But you must know that this-" she tapped his phone's surface, "-is inappropriate, especially on school grounds." The older female leaned back, sitting up straight and letting her claws slide back across the desk's top in the process.

"At this point Adram, I'm not sure what to do with you. I don't wish to impede your growth as a young drake but you can't continue to get caught doing the sorts of things." Her choice of words were carefully constructed, the larger dragoness letting him mull over them for a second. After all, she hadn't told him to stop yet.

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"Well, uh... I guess I could keep my research to after school activities, Mrs. Firescale. I don't mean to harass my fellow students on the subject, even when I am researching in the shade." He tapped his claws together in thought of what she said, keeping silent for long enough until his emerald eyes came up to look up at the principle. She was a cute one, especially among the school staff. Perhaps he could see into a bit of fun with her? She didn't say to stop. "But how about adult supervision on any projects that come to mind? I am a curious sort and, if it makes my post-high school life easier, I don't want to quash my curiosity."

He had to be careful with his next move. He was sure she hadn't meant that _all_contact was inappropriate. He leaned back in his own chair, one paw lowering to his pants and staying near his groin. It looked idle enough, until he stroked a claw over the fly, scraping along the same denim pants he wore when Cassie got a belly full of A-grade eggs. "I am a curious sort, and I know from science that discovery isn't made with a single test. I really don't want to involve other students if I can help it, they may leave too soon or mess with the results."

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Rrft... He was a tricky one, and she didn't even know how he'd blackmailed Cassie into his 'special project' either. Her tail flicked involuntarily at the thoughts rushing through her mind. No one seemed to know about what he'd done with his teacher and, if he'd been a little bit more careful, no one might've ever known. If there were any rumors flying around the school she'd have been more hesitant to even consider what she was considering but...

Right now she was strongly considering it...

"Yes, some sort of adult supervision would definitely be preferred for a young man with... interests like yours." She confirmed while her eyes watched him toy with his zipper casually like that. If she'd been any less restrained she might've wiggled a little, giving away her position on the matter. "I'm going to return this to you-" she said while standing and moving around to the other side of the desk, holding out his phone as a sort of offering, "-but I'm also going to need to make sure you understand the position I'm in." The older woman concluded with a wide sweep of her tail, the fine red dress that draped over her feral body looking all the more lovely when he could see the full detail of it.

"If this happens again-" her voice carefully neutral she tapped me phone's surface. "-there will be consequences." Though it was difficult to tell whether she meant the recording, the breeding or being caught. What was far clearer, though, was the sight beneath her carefully arched tail as she turned around and reached over her desk to gather his file. It was hard to imagine a more alluring sight than the snowy white crotchless lingerie tightly hugging the older hen's thighs.

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Adram was one to read between some of the lines. His phone was returned and, with a half made fill-in-the-blank sentence for punishment, she left it up to him as to what would be needing as punishment... His emerald eyes scanned through his phone, looking at what he still had left but, more so, which files were viewed most recently. His recall brought up the video, which he put into silent mode then looked up at the principle for a lovely sight of a black scaled vent, framed in white, under a red dress that made the dragoness so desirable...

"I understand, Mrs. Firescale. And thank you for your understanding." He replied with a lick of his snout as he took in the sight. His claw found the record button again as he slipped it onto the floor. So long as he wasn't caught again, breeding a head of a school this time, the recording would be an amazing video to look at later. His obsidian snout leaned in and carefully scented the edge of Mrs. Firescale's dress, closest to her vent that helped keep her smell under wraps and, when she didn't chase him off, his snout snuck further under to take a closer whiff of her intimate scent. The puff of his breath would leave an alternating feel of cold and warm against those bare scales easily, the teenager assuming the only criteria was, 'don't get caught' for the punishment.

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The amber eyes of the older dragoness glanced sidelong down her flank, slowly enough that he didn't notice she was looking. Just as she had hoped... That was an odd thought to have slipped through her mind. Not because she wanting to catch him in the act but because she was hoping he would take the initiative. The big girl suppressed a shiver as she felt his breath and only his breath touching her undertail.

Her scent wasn't very strong even at this range. Strange... even if she wasn't in heat he shouldn't be able to sample her at this range... It would take a closer inspection to find out the old woman had a scent pad under her tail. She didn't try to stop him, in fact, it seemed she was pretending he wasn't doing anything at all so a closer inspection seemed the next logical step for his 'adult supervised exploration project'.

The cylindrical object stuck between her thighs was indeed hiding the lovely scent, one he was becoming more and more familiar with the more hens he interacted with. If she really was in heat, she wasn't giving away what the catch was.

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Adram was certainly interested in the little scent-hiding device. It was something they spoke of in the Sex Education class, an over the counter device meant to hide when a female was in season. Come to think of it, Mrs. Winterfeet had a peculiar taste to her panties before he pulled them off. Perhaps they were similar... His snout then pressed against her vent, his tongue sinking in to sample the taste he, then, suspected she would have- even with no scent to confirm that the principle was in heat. A claw tickled over the object hiding her condition as he worked his tongue under her tail, looking to see how deep she was as he carefully stole her scent pad and left it under her desk. There was no need for it anyway when he had an idea that she was fertile, right?

A claw unbuttoned his pants to show off his lack of personal underwear and the beginnings of his arousal. The two teenage hemipenes peeked as they slipped out from his fly in interest at the view of Mrs. Firescale; Adram already a father because of them. A huff of his breath against her nethers was her reward when he fully cleared her underskirt of the scent of the pad and started taking in the real, pheromone-rich scent the older hen he was starting a second 'project' with was releasing. He doubted she had any protection he could wear, leaving the teenage breeder smiling in some triumph- already thinking of ways he could sneak his twins under her tail and into another warm, fertile vent again.

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The older dragoness raised and eye ridge as the young male took to his task like a fish to water, nosing in to kiss her vent, slipping tongue and talon into her to feel her up without the slightest bit of remorse or hesitation from any of his previous actions. He really was a randy young teen and the feeling of that slippery scent-suppressing tube being drawn out of her naked vent and replaced with a deep deliciously probing tongue made the fiery feathers down her neck puff up in dangerous excitement.

Oh she knew she shouldn't be doing this, there wasn't a single piece of redeeming value in having a student worming his way around under her tail like this. In school during office hours no less! Which she supposed that was what made it particularly hot. You always heard about scandalous stories like this but could never tell if it were true. Now here, watching the student expose himself, letting the two thick breeding spears he'd used to impregnate another teacher out, hard and eager to do the same thing to her made it quite clear that such tales weren't always a fabrication.

She still had her ace in the hole though; given the opportunity he'd probably try to do the same sort of dirty tricks on her as he'd done to Winterfeet. There was no way she could cover every base if she were going to do something like this and getting pregnant from a student was unacceptable. So she'd let him have his fun, let those marvelous cock barbs torture her insides in just the right ways, maybe even let him cum inside too. She'd just rely on the plug she had to guard her eggs.

Yes that would do, she thought flagging her tail up into the side as he wet his muzzle tip generously with her heady nectar.

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Adram was getting more into the lovely flavor of his adult supervised project now that the scent pad had been taken away, her pheromones playing with the teen like scented music to breed by. The teen made way to ensure she would feel that tongue as deeply as could manage, where he thought he tasted something strange, like a foreign object compared to the soft, strong egg laying muscles surrounding it... Strange, was there other types of egg prevention he didn't know of?

His tongue slipped out after a couple minutes in that lovely vent, his maw tingling with the excited juices of his principle's heat. A paw had been working himself up full hardness behind her, the barbs being teased with a claw until he started to leak. It was no muzzlejob like that of Mrs. Winterfeet, but it was enough... He panted as her skirt lifted due to his head pushing up and around her tail, until it folded back and revealed the haunches and hips of his next target, glistening from his saliva and her nectar combined.

"So I had wanted to continue my project on how Egg Prevention worked, and the results of their failure. I was wondering if you would let me pick at a few questions I had while I worked over some details?" He asked as his purple shirt dragged over her hips along with the rest of the teenage breeder. His barbed twins poked at her undertail where, with her size, he was able to sink both of his tips in to test the waters once more with a fresh set of tools. He sank in only halfway, then moved only a couple inches around inside her, sawing the barbs in and out slowly right in the middle of her breedable channel. "First off, the scent pad doesn't prevent eggs, right?"

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He was good, maybe too good for a drake of his age. Still, she could hardly complain at this point, her body tingling with the light licks as he rubbed his nose up against her bare vent and stretched that lovely oral organ out deep inside her, tickling her senses and the most delightful way. Another wiggly shiver coursed through the frame, only this time, she didn't try to stop it and let the sensation burn through to the very tips of her body.

He certainly wasn't the biggest male she'd ever had on her back but that didn't mean feeling the weight of a student crawling up on top of her was any less satisfying. Her tail naturally flagged up into the side giving the young stud easy access to prey on her 'vulnerable' vent. She felt his twins poking around under there, felt him reach back to grip himself pressing them together just like he done with his teacher and, without any hesitation, began wedging them up inside her.

He hadn't asked for permission nor was he showing any concern for his actions, slipping inside another woman bare as the day he'd hatched. She was beginning to think he hadn't taken anything she'd said seriously... But it was still hard to chastise him as she felt those barred spines sinking into her naked vent inch by beautiful inch, letting the first half soak in the rich nectar of her heat. Her toes curled slightly at the sensation of having him rocking back and forth across her ripe walls, her insides squeezing around him involuntarily which only made the sensation of those vicious barbs plucking along her delicate folds even 'worse'.

"Noh..." She exhaled softly to his question, "The pad only keeps the scent from becoming unmanageable." There was a long pause as she indulged in a torture sensation of having a bare teenage male rooting around beneath her tail. "Not for our benefit of course, but for yours." The fiery female rumbled softly as a flush of heat rose out of her belly from the stimulating barbs encouraging even the older hen's body to start ovulating generously.

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The warmth felt more intense in Mrs. Firescale, as if her body heat was greater due to her condition than Mrs. Winterfeet... He listened carefully to the answer for his first question, noting that so far he knew he was virile, and she was fertile... But she must have seen the video he had made before... Yet she was taking it all as if nothing would happen. The gears started working in his head as he wedged rest of his hemipenes in to then grind against her vent and her deepest reaches. The dark scaled teen plucked at what should be her cervix and surrounding sensitive flesh, the area of a female that could hold a hefty load up close to her womb to let that gate drink in the seed left behind.

That was when he thought he felt something. Kinda small, but it liked to flick around his barbs as he rolled his hips and pulled against the egg-bearing hips of the older hen he intended to breed. His paws rubbed over her lower belly as he huffed in frustration. Though... he knew someone he could ask, out of simples curiosity, about other egg-prevention measures.

"Then I am curious. Are all egg prevention measures on the male's side? Surely a female can do something to avoid eggs too?" He asked with hint of pleasure in his tone. Even if she wasn't breedable yet, he hoped to figure it out before he blew both barrels into her.

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The elder female leaned forward a little, lifting her other paw up on her desk and rested there, chest down slightly to give the younger drake a lovely angle to fuck her in. She exhaled slow and sharp as she felt him grip her around the midsection and work forward digging in even deeper until his crotch pressed flush against her own. It was still dangerous to let them do this of course, no contraceptive was 100% but... Feeling the electric sparks of pleasure tangling up her spine... Rrrft... It was worth the risk.

Her body rolled back and forth slightly just enough to add a delightful countenance to his rocking motions. His proximity shoved her tail even further out of the way to reach deep into that delicious egg laying channel of hers. She could feel those wicked barbs nipping at her deepest recesses, stimulating her reproductive system in the most treacherous of ways. She'd probably regret letting him do this in the morning, but right now it felt amazing.

She perked slightly at his question, glancing back over her shoulder at him with one amber eye. She chortled softly.

"Either I'm going to have to talk to Cassie about your curriculum or you need to pay better attention in class." She paused to rumble softly, her body tensing up as he rubbed across a particularly tantalizing spot within the deepest reaches of that snug, sloppy, gutter of an under tail. "No." She huffed, "Females have just as many options as males; contraceptives, birth control pills, plugs. Things like that." She didn't think much about the slight pause she left after the last option giving away her secret.

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He heard her listing off a few different things that females use to keep from having eggs when the unexpected, random lewd male had their way with them. The strange item messing with his barbs must have been what she was calling a 'plug'... Seemed likely it was just something set into the cervix to keep the male's half of the egg making process from reaching the other half. He felt around with the tip of his cocks... Pressing around, the frisky teen let the little item sneak in between his barbs, feeling how hard it was to shift around to get an idea of its size, shape and structure. This was a perfect opportunity for him to formulate how it may fail.

Something like this likely was meant to fit in and not get pushed through... But he was curious if it might be able to be pulled out instead. A little grind here and there let him feel how tightly wedged in it was to deny all pearly white through the heavenly gate to her eggs. It was enough to let him cook up an idea that would show his principle that feminine physical means were just as fallible should they give too much time to a randy teen on their backs. Just like the demonstration he'd given to Mrs. Winterfeet.

Little by little he worked his barbs around her cervix for a moment longer, memorizing where that plug was, before he pulled out and started to hammer his twins against her. Each new thrust he went just a little faster. But at the end of each inward slap against her lovely, fertile rump, he would make sure her plug was gripped around its sides, then roughly jerked away to try and pull the offending egg prevention tool out. This made his barbs flare wide with each retreat to stimulate the female, and likewise try to catch on the plug that would separate his virile seed from her fertile egg chamber.

"It's... Not that she didn't... Teach it all... Only so much time when all the other - Ngh - sssstudents want to talk with sexual innuendos about every little detail." He replied to her educational answer. "We... Unf... Didn't talk about barbed anatomy either. How do the little nubs work into breeding?" He asked her as he buried himself inside and tried to catch the plug once more with a few testing grinds inside.

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She probably should have suspected foul play. After all, what he'd done to Cassie had been downright wicked. But the older woman was too lost in the lush sensations of having her heat-stricken sex being plowed into. When she got right down to it, the young buck had both experience and stamina to back him up and he was putting both to good use right now.

The intensity of the situation didn't come from just the physical stimulation either, the dangerous game she was playing right here in her office with a student she was supposed to be disciplining was enough to give her heart palpitations every time a particularly noisy sound came from outside her office door. The thrill was intense and it made what they were doing all the more satisfying as his paws hugged her hips, holding her down he could really dig into that fertile fuck field.

She was only listening to what he was saying with half an ear; her eyes flittered half-shut as he went to town on her. Aria could tell him to slow down or be gentler, to be quieter or be less rough... But she didn't. Instead, she shifted her posture to widen her stance spreading those lovely childbearing hips further apart and stiffening slightly to catch and soften each impact. Of course this gave Adram even better access to her soft, tender insides.

"Exceptionally." She breathed out the short answer, having to take a moment to compile her actual answer. "They stimulate... a female... unahh... into ovulating- muahh... releasing eggs." She puffed the words out between impacts. The mental image of him making her do that right now didn't help things either, her mind's eye imagining those twins stuffed snug up inside the wet pinkness between her legs tortuously stroking her ovaries, encouraging her to be an exceptionally productive hen. Gawds, that must've been what he did to poor Cassie- she thought with a shiver.

"Hemipenes- nuff... two penises... are rare. Two with barbs... are very rare." Her muted explanation came between probing thrusts. If she'd been less blinded by lust, just thinking about the last word she'd uttered and the unusual interest he had in the subject, she might've realized that the safeguard to the healthy clutch of unguarded eggs sprinkling her naked womb was no longer in place. His aggressive actions had done well to hide the slight sting of having the plug plucked from her cervix which left her womb dangerously vulnerable with her contraceptive swimming around uselessly inside her now.

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It had taken a few minutes but, as he was thrusting in and out of that wonderfully warm egg tunnel of hers, he felt that plug give up and get worked out by the barbed tips of his hemipenes. A smirk shown upon his face when he realized that now he was both bare and she had nothing to keep his seed from reaching the, apparently, increasing clutch inside her belly that his twin cocks were stimulating out of her. Even better, now he knew he could give her a clutch without that mouth of hers opening in protest. She'd have to keep it closed and carry his eggs if she wanted to keep her job too. He ground against her once more before pulling back, capturing the offending plug and dragging it out of her fertile body. Hanging a paw between her legs, the frisky teen dropped the tool from the tips of his cocks and quickly hid it in his pocket for now. It gave him an idea that sounded brilliant to the teen as well.

"A rare thing to see barbed hemipenes? That is a shame." He relented, pulling one hemipene out as he felt his climax starting to come close. He made sure to stimulate every noted sensitive spot she had to get her ovulating like the fecund hen she should be, using his golden strokes to ensure a large clutch indeed. "Well, I guess I should put that bit of trivia into my project then." He grunted out, suddenly pressing deep against her cervix.

His barbs didn't have to try hard to pry her open, the missing plug gave a bit of space and the barbs just helped hold the target of her womb open as his first cock, the same left hemipene that had impregnated Mrs. Winterfeet, started to throb heavily. Pulse after pulse of his first load drained into her womb, with her angle helping it pool inside as he rubbed at his second cock to keep it hard and ready. His body shivered with the pleasure of a half-climax, coupled with the naughty knowledge he was knocking up a second staff member of his high school- right past the so-called protections they used to try and prevent the results of such a breeding.

But he wasn't done... Once his heavy throbs stopped, he gave a few more random thrusts to drain the last couple drops before switching to his other breeding spear. It didn't take him too long, only a half minute of egg stimulating pleasure, to start getting the other half of her breeding started. The barbs, once more, holding her open while the first shaft recovered, shining in her clear fertility and barely leaking any of his alabaster egg-making load. The black scaled teen shivered and panted as he ensured her clutch with the second hemipene, even thrusting hard enough to try and scratch at her gate keeper, seeing if the stimulation would get her off to provide even more eggs... Even if it meant he might tip his hand at what she was missing.

"You know..." He panted as his second hemipene started to slow its throbs of seed delivering. "Perhaps we should make the trait a bit less rare. A few more 'projects' should up the chances that twin barbed hemipenes are a superior trait for breeding."

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To say she wasn't a little disappointed when he drew back and let those sloppy, pre-dripping shafts fall from her naked vent would've been a lie, but it did give her half a moment to recover. The recording phone would catch just a hint of something falling into his open paw as he drew out, though its details were for the frisky drake alone to know. She wasn't given much time to let her thunderous heartbeat calm as he leaned in and stuffed himself inside of her once more, cramming just one hemipene all the way under her tail with a firm rough thrust.

The dark scaled female let off a nuhffing grunt as he hit home inside her, bucking firmly against her now completely unguarded womb. He didn't try to hide it or hold back, the frisky underaged teen driving himself flush against her undertail as he hit his peak. The hot lance of cum shot through him and straight into her. The dirty drake kept her tail up and out of the way on purpose, gorging that unwitting womb with billions of randy, energetic little sperm eager to crawl deep into her fertile egg chamber and thickly impregnate his principal too.

She was already shuddering in a core trembling orgasm when he began drawing out, giving those wicked cock barbs one last opportunity to scraaaape across her unprotected folds before simply bringing its twin to bear on her unsuspecting sex plunged inside carelessly. He was making great use of this new knowledge, straining the old hen's ovaries to keep up with his second climax. Aria would be the second faculty member to underestimate Adram as he pressed a new plug into her cervix; this one to keep all that juicy seed deep inside where it could do the most damage though.

The dark scaled principal wouldn't realize exactly how much damage for a few weeks though when she went to replace her plug find it missing. With it instead stored safely in the dirty teen's pocket, there were currently dozens of little wriggling little tails sinking into the soft vulnerable shells of her defenseless eggs. For the second time this school year Adram would get to feel the satisfaction of leaving the belly swelling clutch inside an older woman.