"Don't you dare cum in me," she panted as I rodded her with long, delicious strokes. "You'll go soft, and I want you very, very hard for a while yet."...I'll do my best," I said, my voice tight. The truth was I was already thinking about cumming."And besides," she said. "It just worked out that the end of harvest is my most fertile time, so if you cum in me I might get all pregnant."That stopped me. "What?" I croaked. "I thought your mother was going to put you on the pill." She did, but I keep. She just kind of moved out of the way, letting him in without truly being able to speak. Just as I thought, he said to her finally. Cute and all, but lets fancy you up a little bit. He held out the box for her. Wear everything in here and nothing else, got it? Hi, she finally managed to squeak out as she kept staring at him. When he handed her the box and listened to the instructions she nodded. She grabbed the box and started making her way for the door. Trip suddenly pushed her door shut. Its. My first pair of panties were a silky black pair of side lace high risemidi panties. Although I was resistant to putting them on I knew I had toovercome my shame and insecurities if I was to save our relationship.As I slid them on it was quite obvious to Nia and me that I was sexuallystimulated by the first item of lingerie that I had ever put on in mylife. It was also quickly apparent that my underwear would notaccommodate my excited manhood."No self respecting panty wearer has a bulge like. She looked down at me, and with no prompting, brought her hand to her mouth, licking her residual cum from it. Well that was new. It was new, and hot, and turned me on, until I had a horrible realization. “Did you do that for him, whore? Did he teach you that,” the anger clear in my voice. No answer. “Tell me where that came from, Jen,” I growled as my hand smacked her squarely on the ass again. “Well, umm…he didn’t make me do it,” she stammered. All the time we’d spent in bed, she’d even.