She had always wanted to move to HI and now that she was here, the heat in the bed seemed to get turned down to a simmer. Sex was once a week if I was...luckky and it was straight missionary. Basically she would lay back, spread her legs, and wait for me to finish, making a few token moans to try to fool me into thinking she enjoyed it. She hated oral("I don't want that in my mouth, gross") and she complained other positions weren't comfortable. Once she slipped up and mentioned that sex was one. When I undid her bluejeans, I could see her panties were a little damp. When those were out of the way I could see a freshly shaven pussy, I dove straight in. After about fifteen minutes she started to moan and a clear liquid shot dead in my face. I than found myself lying my head on her vag, while she was playing with my hair. Before she dropped me off at my place(school was long out). She told me thier was a party that night and wanted me to come. I, still a little high and happy as fuck,. ‘Oh baby. I need you inside me now.’ I utter out, still floating from your gift to me. You climb on top of me and kiss me deeply. Your strong arms hold you up above me as I take off your shirt. You stand up and I slide to the edge of the bed. I unbutton your pants and pull them down. Your cock is sticking out, so close to my face, pre-cum dripping. I take my lips and paint them with your cum, then lick your head and take just the tip in my mouth. I want to take more but I need you inside of me.. But I promised Captain Beckett and my father I would only use it on myself or another member of the family. It’s a last resort when everything else has failed.“Giving me that potion was a rite of passage: realizing that people think you are more important. And promising to save yourself rather than those people around you who die so you can live.“If I did that ... if I saved her, then I would have had to face Beckett this morning and ask him to go forward knowing I had already used my emergency.