God knows why, but she took a liking to me and eventually we wound up back at my place. I uh, I can’t think of another question.“Okay, I’ll go ...gain,” said Violet. “You asked about the first time – when was the last time you masturbated? Me? This morning at around 9:45. You?”“Well I uh… I couldn’t really say,” stammered Charles.“Was it last Sunday when you thought I was taking a nap?”“No I… how did you know,” said Charles, looking down shamefaced.“Because I saw you. Your door was open a. If you tell him that, Kevin, I will never talk to you again, do you hear?’ ‘Yeah. Alright. Calm down, will you?’ He reached out again to touch her shoulders, but much softer this time. ‘I’m really sorry, Jenny. I didn’t know you’d mind so much.’ ‘Fine,’ she muttered, not feeling fine at all. ‘I just… I don’t want him to think I’m a slut.’ ‘You‘re not a slut,’ he said automatically. ‘You’re a great girl, Jenny.’ ‘Yeah, whatever.’ She turned and went back towards the house, feeling cheated. . Keep your fingers crossed, John." Sure. Thanks for listening to me, Rex. I really appreciate your taking an interest in the project." John, you have no idea how many of these individual concepts come our way in the span of a year. This is one of the very few that has genuine potential. I'm glad I had the time to have you present it to us and thanks for thinking of Dow."I left the bar on a high that didn't require any alcohol. A big step in my concept was accomplished that afternoon and I was. You might even get pregnant.”“Moo!” she yelled under my hand.Then when it happened, I grabbed her left shoulder with my free hand and thrust so hard into her that she groaned.“Ugh!”I held my cock still as it jerked and spurted so Kelly could feel it hitting her cervix. I'd gotten totally into this role-playing scenario and actually felt like I was taking her against her will. She moaned softly when she felt me shooting off, knowing that it was too late and that her fight was over. I had cum.