"An hour or so after it was full dark, Matthew turned off the highwayonto a small country service road. The dirt trail was pitted with a tonof pothole... and ruts, and it seemed as if he were determined to hitevery single one. The jarring caused the Ford, and my boobs, to bouncearound like a bucking bronco.Thankfully, we eventually pulled into a long driveway that was muchbetter tended. The thick trees lining both sides almost completelyblocked the light from the moon overhead. The trail emerged. But she got up every morning and made Buster, and me, a good breakfast.During the second night there, I heard them in the bedroom. I stood outside the door, eavesdropping.“Take all your clothes off” Buster told Amy. “I’ve got a dick that needs to be emptied.” Amy said, “o.k., but try to hold back a little and not come so fast”.“Fuck you” Buster said, “I just want to cum and go to sleep.” Then I heard them get in bed, and Buster started ramming her without any foreplay. Within less than a. Neither figure stirs however, remaining sound asleep, safe and comfortable with each other.Until a knock at the bedrooms door shatters the silence, drawing the red-head awake.With a groan, she glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece, struggling to make out the numbers on the dial through the early morning light.Course she could have used her wand, a simple Lumos spell would have given her enough light to see by, but that would mean leaving the warmth of the bed and her companion to get it from. Jim could feel a well-spring building of seminal fluid building up and he wondered if Janice would be pissed should be cum in her mouth. “I’m going to cum,” Jim said. “Don’t cum in my mouth,” Janice replied. “I might be on the pill, but I don’t want to take any chances.” Jim chuckled. “Did you sleep through biology?” he asked. “You don’t get pregnant by doing a blow job.” “I don’t care,” Janice shot back. “I’m not taking any chances!” Janice wanted to become a woman, but not a pregnant one..