I wouldlove feeling his cum inside me too wouldn't I?As my body became more and more aroused again by his continued hard pounding. Iloved the idea mor... and more. At first it sounded disgusting, or worse, could get mepregnant. But now with my body ready to climax again, I loved the idea of feeling hiscum in me. I wanted it... I was ready to become a woman. If that meant having his baby, Ino longer cared. I wanted to feel everything that a real woman does, and that’s exactlywhat I was ready. I follow silently. I kneel on the bathroom floor, so lost in the moment that I don't even notice the cold hard ceramic tiles that I'm kneeling on. I watch as he undresses, marvelling at his strength, youth and masculiinity. I'm pleased to see that he's already erect. I watch silently as he showers, feeling sick with desire for him to touch me, fuck me, hurt me. I know it's coming and there's no rush. Nonetheless, it's hard to remain calm. I slow my breath and fold my hands in my lap as I kneel.. It was ironic that I had been so worried about getting a single drop of pre-cum anywhere near Samantha's vagina, and made her suck my dick before I would agree to touch the outside of her pussy with my cock. Now I had just allowed a dozen drops or more to enter her body, with more in the pipeline. I knew I should pull out and have her suck me dry of the potentially sperm containing liquid. It wasn't as dangerous as actually spraying a load of cum-filled spunk into her belly would have been, but. I stood there wiping my ass with paper, cum and Vaseline, stained with shit, the by-product I am sure you ass fuckers reading my story are all to aware off.I did leave my knickers behind the door, with a big, 'These belong to MR, aged 15, I will be back to collect them', scrawled under them, a final wipe of my ass on the gusset, the stain and smell I was sure would excite a few men jacking off into the crotch would appreciate.I left as the darkness crept in, my ass hurt and my pussy tingled, I.