“Yeah,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.”The request hung in the air for a moment. I wasn’t used to women being that direct, so I was a lit...le shocked.“Sorry, you want what now?” I asked.“I want you to fuck me. Make love to me. Don’t say you haven’t thought about it,” she said.I was speechless, and said something along the lines of, “Well, yeah … no … I mean … what … huh?”She laughed on the other end of the line. “This will be strictly a sex thing. I know you’re not into me, and I don’t want. These wounds would heal, her beautiful brunette locks would grow back despite the necessary shaving for stitches, but she would never get the last two fingers on her left hand back. His heart ached for her, and the loss of that ring finger felt like an omen. Jen… “The baby?” he asked, terribly afraid for the blonde. Despite her initial fears, she’d begun to enjoy the pregnancy, looking eagerly to the day their child would be born. Jahn knew she’d make a wonderful mother, and the loss could hurt. I just kept going leaving him to sort out the guilty pleasurable feelings his cock was sending to his confused brain. I felt like he was trying NOT to cum, but he was long past the point of denying me my prize. I looked up to see that he had his eyes closed and that the veins were actually popping out of his neck. A moment later, I was rewarded with a gush of semen that pushed into me with a ferocity I’d not felt before. It was as if Larry had held out as long as he could, but he finally gave. I held it up and expertly slid my arms through the loops and adjusted the straps before hooking it on and making sure the cups fit snugly. Even my male, David mentality could probably put on a bra by now. I rarely even think about my previous life now. My female one is so superior to it that I can't really think of a reason why I would want to. I decided that casual dress would probably be good for today. I'd been on the go all week, and some loafing definitely seemed to be in order. The.