He brought her right to the very edge of her sanity, to a point where reason and desire crossed over and nothing made sense anymore. Just as she appro...ched the point of no return, where she was going to cum and nothing could stop it, he paused."What will you do for me if I make you cum slut? What will you promise me if I finish you and make you cum?" he asked."Anything, Sir! Oh God, I will do anything you ask, just please, PLEASE make me cum! I beg you! Please!" she cried nearly in tears. ”I didn’t know about that, but I didn’t say anything. Also, I found her phrase “if I didn’t get pregnant yesterday” to be exciting, as it did acknowledge some risk. And she was going completely without protection today.So I enjoyed – we both enjoyed – the diagonal ‘Star’ position with nothing protecting Di’s womb except the time of the month. The same was true with each new position until Di’s period did arrive on schedule. This result reinforced her faith in the gel as sufficient protection. I. I've worked too hard to keep her."What's going on with you? Is- is it your mom?"And I laugh softly, because it's never been my mom. That's sort of what she's known for – not being anything. And I wish I could tell her – tell her that I love her, and that it's killing me. But I'm scared. And I know, I'm Sam Puckett and I'm not afraid of anything! But I'm scared of this. So it's easier to just look away and pretend things are fine. It's only bravery if you're scared to do it in the first place.. “So now that we’re sure about you two, we’ve spent some of our yet to be earned money on you.”“What is it?” we both asked, again in unison.Becky’s mum chipped in then and rattled her car keys.“Well if you’ll just curb your impatience a minute, Sharon and I will take you and show you.”It took about a quarter of an hour to drive out into the countryside and down a narrow lane, to where a little cottage stood on its own.“Well, there it is, what do you think?”“There’s nothing there mum,” Becky.