" She was serious she laid back down and pulled the blankets over herself. So I laid in my bed took off my shirt, turned off the lights, and laid ther... watching TV for a bit. After about and hr I noticed some movement under the blankets she was pretending to be asleep but I knew she was secretly playing with her pussy. I stood up full erection and walked to the "Bathroom" not even trying to hide my cock sticking out in my pants. When I came back out the movement had stopped but I took my shot.. ”“But ... after that ... whatever that was.”“You mean when I raped you?”“Yeah. That.”“What?” Cheryl exclaimed.“Revenge,” he said. “Maybe you don’t want to get into it,” he queried Caroline.“I’m an angry dyke,” Caroline told Cheryl.“Oh,” Cheryl understood. “Shit. Beauty...”“Can be a curse,” Caroline nodded.“You are fucking beautiful,” said Cheryl.“The most beautiful woman I have ever met,” he agreed.“Me too,” Cheryl realized.“But I didn’t know Joe,” Caroline said.“You apologized,” he said.“I. Katsu's passionate greetings each morning was a wonderful gift, considering her former sarcastic and somewhat obnoxious manner. Having Katsu groan and writhe against the bed under me helped frame my life back to loving and not death. She was a reminder of how the world could change for the better and I was confident my baby grew in her womb. Katsu now exuded warmth to the staff. Her squealed elation at being invited to my bed squealed through the manor, announcing the event, filling the staff. I knew I would get more if I was in a different position so I moved my legs so they were up in indian style in the air. I held them toward me.I pressed harder on my clit. I stroked it up and down till I hit a more sensitive spot. I moved my fingers in a circle pressing harder. God I felt it everywhere. I started to feel the juices of me coming out of me in squirts over and over again.I was breathing hard but quietly. Oh... my that was good.I always wondered, for I didn't know about what it.