“Oh, god! Is this what it’s going to be like for the next two years? I can’t stand the idea of not fucking you properly – nothing in the way o... your sperm getting me pregnant – no creams, no condoms, no chemicals, and no fucking diaphragm,” she complained.I’d been building up my determination to do what I saw as the right thing for her.“Well, the only way I’m fucking you for the next two years is with a condom and the diaphragm, unless you agree to have either an IUD fitted or an implant.”“No!”. "Do you want to come in for a coffee Michael and we'll talk?" he nodded and they went inside. Michael only stayed for a coffee and just a chat even though JJ thought he might be up for more than that, but she was so tired and her body was still sore from her exertions she suggested they meet again soon. JJ stripped for bed and noticed that there was still a little cum coming out of her and her mind was racing again, remembering all that she'd done on that stage and the fantastic orgasms she's. It was a blissful feeling, to experience such an intense sexual release and bathe in the warm afterglow. We finally lifted our heads and looked at each other, both smiling and taking in each other’s expression."Feel good?" she asked."That was amazing," I said. "You?"She nodded. "Yes. My god, yes!"I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay there forever and stare at her naked, cum-stained body. She lifted her hand and examined the trail of semen oozing down her wrist. She lifted it to me to show. Not knowing what he would say to her, yet knowing he wanted to say something, Jack led Ashleigh into the hallway.There, he grasped her slender wrists in a firm grip and asked, “What is the meaning of this? I was not told we would have a guest. What are you doing?”“Father, don't worry so. I have a present for you. May I have her while you watch?”Jack was flabbergasted at this. Did Ashleigh actually say what he thought he heard? Did she actually say that she was going to attempt to have public.