Very quickly, things changed in our relationship. When a c***d was sick or frightened at night, it was my job to deal with it, because she “had to ...et up and go to work.” Since I was home during the day, I began doing the laundry and shopping for groceries. Doing most of the cooking and cleaning followed.I noticed some subtle changes in our sex life, also. I had always been the one to push the frontiers, and she went along somewhat grudgingly. While she felt that sometimes I treated her. His eyebrows were raised a little and his forehead wrinkled. She got the feeling the kiss they’d shared had meant as much to him as it did to her. She and Paul were friends. It had started as a mentor-mentee relationship, but blossomed into a proper friendship. They often ate lunch together or stayed a little later after their shifts in order to grab a cup of coffee together and catch up. They talked about topics ranging from obstetrics to art to relationships to politics. That one brief. Once I was at least two thirds into that hot wet cunt, I began plunging back and forth as I lay on top of her back.Barbara grunted in pleasure; so I pushed a little deeper and then she gripped the sofa cushions and screamed louder.Then I began fucking her steadily but hard, pumping my cock into her as deep as I could push. Barbara groaned repeatedly and her legs lifted and curled back towards her ass as I filled her tight little cunt with my hard cock.For a good few minutes we fucked just like. She was afraid to bring herself to orgasm, even though she thought she could accomplish it in only a few seconds, because she was desperately in need of emptying her bladder, too. “Stop, Dummy, or you’ll pee on yourself,” she groaned aloud as she threw the hides back and came to her feet. “Gotta stop drinking so much coffee,” but she knew she wouldn’t.By the time she had her clothes and weapons on, she was wondering if she had let things go too far last night. I’m on a prison planet with a man.