Another thing to learn about my new status. When you're wearing a dress,you don't necessarily have pockets.However, that was a minor worry. He'd given...me fifty pounds. That moneywas mine now. He may think it was going to buy him something, but thatwas totally down to me.It was pretty much like that with all the other men. I know that before,when I was wearing my sports bra and the shorty shorts, I was turningthem on. Now, that had grown a hundred fold. What a change from sad oldFrank. I knew. He very slowly inserted his cock into me without a condom. I couldn't believe what was happening honestly, we were officially engaged, and he was ready to knock me up as well? I knew things probably were moving a little too fast, but then, I didn't think either one of us really cared. He began thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy very slowly, to build up anticipation I guess. Although, I knew ether way we were gonna be having some really great sex.“Oh, your cock feels so much better inside. He shouldn't have been there at all. You didn't need him to 'support' you to your room. So there's the question, why did you?"And then there's the instant accusation that Beth and I were up there to fuck ourselves silly. It looked like attack was the best form of defence – that you felt guilty as hell and wanted to deflect attention from what you were doing."I'm confused, you seem to be giving me mixed messages. I'm not sure of you anymore."I drank some more coffee and she sat looking worried. She had a little bit of hair between her legs but I could plainly see her clit hanging out and it was bright pink and looked good.She told me that she usually runs around the house nude and she hoped I didn't mind. I told her it was fine with me and that's when she asked me to do the same if I liked. I ran back up to my room, stripped down naked and went back down stairs. We sat at the table and had some breakfast and she had one leg up on the arm of the chair next to me and I had an.