‘The bathroom’s down the hall and on the left,’ I said, giving her the jarred candle. ‘Go get out of those clothes and run a small bath. Hopef...lly there’s enough hot water left in the pipes to get you started. I’ll head outside and fire up the generator, then come back in and get you some clothes and something hot to drink. Deal?’ She only nodded, which made her badly-streaked face appear almost grotesque. By the time I had dressed and found some clothes for her, she had turned off the water. It’s the kind of sentence that sends you into internal contemplation. Sure the sex wasn’t brilliant but I always kind of assumed it was his fault. Ben was of average build in that cute way twenty two year olds can be with a nice physique, but not quite rugged. His pale blue eyes and blond hair made him look like a boy scout. I used to love that about him and the way it clashed with my petite pale frame but it didn’t exactly rev my engine. He always wanted to be on top, missionary, and if I. I saw your balls are retracted, so you must be close to spilling your giant load. Go ahead. Sperm her. Make her your baby's milk machine." With every sentence, I could feel him jerk inside me. I'm so close right now, I think I'd let me spunk me if only I could cum. A whispered voice in my own ear startled me. "Go on, you want to cum on his dick. He had such a large one I almost took him myself, but I saved him for you. He's good looking, imagine the beautiful daughter he'd implant inside you if. "Please don't tell anyone," I pleaded."Your secret is safe with me," she paused, "as long as you listen to me." I was slightly relieved but curious as to what she meant. She looked around and said, "You know, this might be better if we went to my house. My parents went to the cabin, so we'd still be by ourselves." Sure," I said, starting to become a little more comfortable given my circumstance.I thought this was good idea. I could change and maybe find some possible way to fix the situation..