He slid his cock over my wet pussy, making me cry out in lust. “I’m going to fuck your virgin ass now slut.” He said from behind me, and I felt...him use my own pussy juices as lube.He used one finger first, slowly massaging my tight little star until I was relaxed enough for him to enter me. Even his finger felt huge in my ass, I became slightly worried. I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my asshole. “Relax slut,” He soothed, and he rubbed my soaking pussy with one hand, making me. After a while, he brings a tray. There is a bowl of soup, a glass of milk, and a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich for lunch, on the sturdy melamine dishes he bought after I came to live here. The spoon in the bowl is plastic, too, from a camp mess set. Last time he let me use breakable dishes, I broke them. Last time I got metal silverware, I tried to stab him. Now I’m not allowed to use those anymore. I’ve given up trying to convince him that I’m all better now, and besides, I like my special. Least I could better prepare myself for this. When the dr came in, she introduced herself to both of us, and then quickly turned her attention to me. Asked how I was doing and what was the reason for my visit. Just as I was getting ready to talk, Brian interrupted me saying that my period was late and we needed a pregnancy test. That instant my blood started boiling, I couldn’t believe he done that. Any doubts I had about him being the right person for me quickly went into positive. "You stay here, and I'll be back with some pants."While, I waited, I started flipping through some of her magazines. Theyseemed to calm me a bit. If I had been concentrating, I might have gotupset. Because, seeing the models, all I thought about was how cute theylooked in their outfits.In about an hour and a half she returned home. She had a few bags. Shepulled out a few pair of pants and told me to try them on. They fit,quite well."I had a hard time finding some with back pockets, which would.