She blushed. The ritual of gossiping while putting on makeup was important to a young woman’s development. No matter what happened from here on out,...Becky and I would be friends. “You can do anything, Becky” I assured her. “The only one who can stop you is yourself.”I unscrewed the brush from the bottle of nail polish, and to my horror it was the same cherry red color Becky wore in my dream. My heart raced, but I didn’t want to show weakness. It was obvious from Becky’s behavior in the gym that. I started to rub the head of my cock on her clit and then suddenly I thrust into her. I felt her tight pussy slowly opening up to let me in, I felt her warm, wet pussy taking me, stretching around me, giving in to my cock inch by inch. I just lie there for a minute, feeling myself inside of her and looking into her eyes. I can feel myself growing bigger inside of her and I feel her pussy stretching around me, it feels like I am going to rip her apart inside. I looked into her eyes as I started. "Really" is all she said" It pays to be nice" I told her "it has got me more work and word of mouth is a very good way to not have down time between jobs." Speaking of down time" she says " I think it is time for more fun," "don't you think"?" Your reading my mind my dear, lets do it to it."Off to bed we went, we did not make it to the bed room with any clothes on. She hopped in and laid down on her back, Legs spread wide open. Low and behold she was shaved clean and I asked her" when did you. Dad could wake up at any second and see us and she knew it.I didn’t respond. I just stood there with my dick out, waiting. I felt kinda like the family pet that shit on the new carpet. I wasn’t really sure what was gunna happen but I knew it was coming.“I can’t do this ... I won’t do this” She hissed under her breath. She took a deep breath; looked over nervously at Dad, and then shot a quick look around the kitchen.“ ... Not here.” she whispered anxiously.“In my room?” I suggested, more than.