I had a plan working in my head. I pulled my cock out of her, she pulled me towards her pleading me not to stop. I looked a her and smiled. I asked he... " I thought you did not want this anymore hun?" She looked at me. " I am sorry I was wrong I was so fucking wrong I want you, I have never wanted anything so much in my life. I want your cock, I want you to treat me like the slut I am just don't stop fucking me please" she begged. That's all I wanted to hear and I told her I don't ever want her. Slowly, one finger, then two, till my entire hand slid into his underwear and down along his thick shaft reversing when I reached his scrotum. He had to be at least nine inches now, it sure felt that way. Wrapping my fingers around him told me how thick his penis was as I could still just barely touch my little finger and thumb.Imagining this was in fact inside me and not my fingers, a poor substitute, I could now feel that familiar bubble rise inside me as it first had when I had touched Mark. “Good, but the lack of makeup makes her feel really off,” I shrugged. Zoë was waiting in my open door. We heard the front door closing behind dad as we crossed by the top of the stairs.“Mom!” Zoë shouted. There was no reply. She beamed.“I guess she had to go in early,” I sighed. Zoë opened the washroom and entered before me.“Zoë! I need to pee,” I pleaded.“And I need to shower,” She retorted. She had been about to roll her eyes. Her cheeks flared red, “Oh my God! I can’t believe I need to get. Why do we always think about the worst outcome rather than hope for the best, I don’t know, but we were depressed because we had tried before and failed.I gave Jane and Tyler a conch each as we said our goodbyes. I told them, no offense, but I didn’t want to see them again until my next mission, after this one was complete. They understood, and would wait a day here just in case something happened that would keep us from getting back to Crossroads. With that said, we gave them all of the.