Mrs. Carson's eyes flickered to my cock that was pointed squarely at her. When her gaze returned to my eyes, she looked amused at first, but then turned serious.

"Luke, I told you. We can't risk it. You shouldn't be in here."

"Drew just texted me. They're looking at farm animals now. They're not going anywhere. And even if they did, it's still going to take them almost an hour to get back. We have plenty of time."

"And besides, this is your fault," I said, pointing to my stiff cock for emphasis. "You should fix it."

Mrs. Carson stared at me, water continuing to flow over her body. "You...