She spread her legs wide open. I positioned myself between her legs. My dick was near her pussy.Me: It’s gonna hurtSis: Don’t worry, I can take it... now put that thing inside me.I pushed my dick inside as hard I could. But only the head part entered into her pussy. She screamed in pain. I got scared and took it out.Me: Are you ok, sis? Do you want me to stop?Sis: No, don’t stop, continue, please.Again I positioned myself and told her to close her eyes. She closed her eyes tight. I kissed in her. "It looks like Beth's door is shut," Jenna said to me."Oh. I'm not sure I want to talk to her right now, anyway."Jenna nodded politely, and stepped into the panties I was wearingyesterday, along with a tank top that looked baggy on my old body. Shewas nice enough to lend me some clothes to sleep in while preserving my -and Beth's - dignity."It's still just so weird," Jenna said, looking down at her crotch. "Idon't think I like it." Why not?" Because," she said, and searched for a reason. "Well,. I suspect they didn’t put any details into the report to avoid any chance of you coming after them. But Mrs. Ingles’ attorney would have seen your name listed, and that’s why she probed. She was stuck, really, because she had to ask blind.”“Something one should never do in court!” I said.“Not if you can avoid it. That’s why depositions are so helpful, but Judge Teague felt they were unnecessary because the only issue appears to have been with regard to the unsupervised contact. Mrs. Ingles’. But that doesn’t mean your Jime was entirely wasted.First you found an interesting blog run by a fellow Cum Addict, where she chronicled her experiences and what did or didn’t work, along with some tidbits from her daily life. It was an amusing read, and gave you a bit of hope for retaining a normal existence, but you couldn’t help but notice that the blogger had a boyfriend. A reliable source of daily cum seemed important if you wanted a stable existence.Reliance on a single partner wasn’t.