“Don’t be like that. I’ve been trying to listen to you more about this stuff, but you know I’m right.”“I know you’re something alright,�...�� she muttered under her breath.Over the last several months I’d figured out how to read Jawarski’s responses, since everything was being filtered through her genetic annoyance at me. I was happy that thanks to the shots Mom and Alex had devised, it had thankfully dropped from genetic hatred to genetic annoyance at least. But that annoyance was still very. I laughed, and gave them both a quick kiss, before walking out, followed by Gina."No more avoiding me?" She asked, and I nodded. She had assuaged my guilt well enough. Maybe I had manipulated her, but I hadn't forced her to do something she didn't want to. I truly hoped she would quit moping and being so clingy though. I wondered if I could make a switch for that?The second I walked into my bedroom, I found myself transported to Lela's featureless room."I trust you have recovered?" She asked. Her eyes widen. " O-oh god," She moans, shuddering as her pussy stretches and clenches. She begins fighting and struggling, swinging back at me as I grab her hips and begin to thrust in and out of her pussy, growling like an animal. She whimpers and fights. " Please," she pleads as I fuck her, she desperately pleads interrupted by moans as her pussy throbs. My bare cock feels wonderful inside of her, heat and pleasure running through my body. My cock is getting larger and harder than it is when. "Ahgggg, I promised myself that I wouldn't do that, being the older woman, leading the young man astray."I laughed and watched her jump around, obviously angry at herself for being impulsive. She caught me looking at her, and became solemn, gazing down at me, her eyes softened, contented to share the moment.It was time for me to take charge of the situation, to prove something to her. I jumped off the couch, picked her up, tossed her on the couch, and stood over her. She lay there, passively.