I hoped not. I should have another month or at least weeks, of relative safety. In the end, it had made no difference to me. I hadn’t cared enough t... stop them. Hadn’t fought hard enough. I’d wanted them to fuck me, begged Luca to fuck me, and they had.Luca slammed into me one final time, groaning, so deep he might have entered my womb, releasing a river of his cum. After throbbing for a minute inside me, he slid out, already shrinking, though for Luca, he was still as large as other men hard.. "Well I had better get home Karen. I'll see you tomorrow." You don't have to leave on my account Jimmy. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you." That's alright Mrs. Haroldson, I need to leave anyway." Let me walk you to your truck Jimmy."Karen hurried over and took my arm. We walked out to the truck and she pulled herself into my arms at the door."Are you going to kiss me goodbye Jimmy?"I didn't answer except to give her a deep loving kiss.I got in the truck and left her standing and looking slightly. Yet, I cannot allow my feelings to cloud my judgment. I must remember Helen's lesson of perceptions: that which we perceive with our eyes, lies. To perceive the truth, we must look deeper. We must look into the soul. Perhaps if I share that with Christine I shall not worry as much. Something tells me that it is important for her to hear those words. I remember how insistent Helen was that I take that lesson to heart. Who knows? That one bit of knowledge may be the key that opens Christine fully. Try it. You'll like it.)I got another condom and with Sally paying rapt attention, I put it on. I kissed her again, and this time when she reclined on her back in the classic missionary position, I didn't suggest any variations. I kissed her, and licked her between the legs to assure that she was ready.Oh, she was ready. This time I was in complete control, and I was determined that nothing was going to interfere with Sally's getting her first bona fide vaginal orgasm. I felt good. I felt.