Sein ganzer Saft in sie hinein - theoretisch jedenfalls - es war ein wahnsinnig tolles Gefühl!Doch irgendwann war es dann zu Ende. Beide atmeten heft...g, und sein Schwanz steckte immer noch in ihr. Noch bevor er zu schlaff wurde, zog er ihn, das Kondom festhaltend, vorsichtig heraus. Er streifte es ab und sie war beeindruckt, wie vollgespritzt er es hatte.Sie meinte, dass sie kaum glauben konnte, das er noch Jungfrau war, worauf er nur lässig mit "du warst aber auch nicht schlecht, und niemand. Why do you ask?”Kelly grinned and said, “Because I’m only nineteen. You make me feel like an old woman when you call me Colonel.”Cathy’s mouth opened as if to speak and then closed again. “Kelly, you’re only nineteen years old? I can’t believe it!”“Ask your boss.” Then her expression became serious. “Cathy, why don’t you like me?”Cathy was about to deny her feelings when she stopped herself. She decided to be honest. She said, “Because you wear too much makeup. You look cheap.”With a. This seemed like such a waste of time.Maureen couldn’t take her eyes off the girl’s face. It could have been her! No it wasn’t her, but whoever it was, she sure looked sad, like real sad. She looked sickly. She looked like she’d either been crying or wanted to cry. Maureen felt sorry for her. She couldn’t tell much more. The little girl had dark, maybe black hair. The picture was in black and white so she couldn’t get any clues about complexion, and the thing was so small eye color would have. Robinson wanted to turn me into a lab rat, run tests, the whole nine yards. Studying me could lead to the kind of scientific breakthrough that would define her career. If I got horny, I could turn her into a sex starved nympho. But any other moment she was clear-headed and a driven scientist whose academic ambition really outweighed her attachment to me.Still, I put up with it. To me, Mrs. Robinson was still the most gorgeous woman alive. I had wanted her for so long that I was willing to be.