My futa-cock swelled hard. My pussy grew wet.“Oh, no,” I groaned, exhaustion melting away as I moved toward it. I couldn’t stop myself.I was too...weak to resist temptation.My fingers snagged the card. I slid my digits across the smooth surface, rushed the magnetic strip on the back. My feet propelled me across the room. I reached my door, yanked it open, and stepped naked into the hallway.Two doors down.In moments I was there, jamming the keycard into the lock. I yanked it out. The mechanism. Neither one has ever even attempted to establish a true outside relationship, though, and neither one wants to.They had been quite content as single best friends, but Bobbi’s circumstances were set to take a turn for the better when it became obvious that having a husband would definitely improve her odds. Sad and quite sexist, but nonetheless true. When David volunteered to help her cause, they had a long, interesting conversation. When things were said and done, a very unusual set of ground. I did it once because you weren't around and I needed to cum really badly, but then I realized how much it turned me on and I couldn't stop myself from doing it again." Aww, our boy Grey has himself a panty fetish!" Victoria giggled."Melissa..." I was struggling for words. "I'm sorry that I masturbated without you. I never thought that it would make you feel like you'd been cheated on. You have all these guys in your life. I didn't think that what I did mattered that much to you. I just really. No abortions for me. My parents made that decision. After many discussions and much crying, we (they) have decided to let someone adopt it. That is probably going to the hardest thing I will ever have to do. Mom and dad have contacted an attorney. I told them that if we were doing this, that I didn’t want to see, hold or even know the sex of the baby. I’ll deliver and it’ll be gone. Keep a sheet between me and the delivery process.I was upset but they were probably right. I was way too young to.