BUT I can tell you that I'm all done. You impregnate anybody else, and it's your responsibility...and none of my business." You can't tell me?"She sho...k her head, defiant. "I'm protecting my interests, as always. You may not trust me, but..." She sighed. "You know what? I'm out." She got up and headed to the door.I got up, uncertain. "Out? What does that mean?" I'm...going...out." As she punctuated each word, her skin turned less red, her tail shrunk and her horns receded."When will you be. That's when I started my plan.I drove to her mothers house and rang the bell. I am not too sure if she recognised me straight away but once I had asked if Jane was there she seemed to relax a little. Without me asking anything else she told me that she wasn't but would I like to come in for a coffee. I got a semi straight away.Once inside I sat down in the living room while her mother, called Linda, made a coffee. She sat in a chair alongside the sofa I was on and for the first ten or so. I just had to see. I approached the door and kneeled before it. My own hand was also rubbing there, but you often told me that you are not as I am, considering this aspect of life….was that a lie? Or, even more exciting to me, wasn’t it, and are you now experiencing the evry thing that I do just about every day? I my mind, you are indeed already touching your venus mound, so nice and wet…but nice and wet of the water or nice and wet because of something else? All that I see when I look though. In the morning you make me coffee and leave it on my bedside table, you climb back into bed beside me as I lay still on my tummy and the smell of the coffee wakes me. Still my eyes are closed and my head too heavy to move. I feel your fingers suddenly thrust into my pussy which is still filled with your cum. Instantly I cry out with surprise and pleasure and spread my legs a little to encourage you. You’re being rough with me and though my pillow muffles my moans they are wanton and desperate..