This is exactly what you want.” Even with her struggling to stop me, I’d managed to get my cock into her about an inch. Then I took her other wris...t and had them both pinned to the floor as I looked down at her and rammed the remaining eight inches of my cock into her body.“Ugh! Fuck!” Becky groaned when she felt my cock so forcefully enter her body.“Please don’t do this, Bill. I could get pregnant.”Then as I started to pump into her, she put her legs around my waist. I gathered up two handfuls. With every sentence, I was exploring more and more of her soft boobs and nipples. She was intently staring at my exposed cock and getting ready to take her pajamas on. She had said the word pussy! In English! My cock was now hard again and ready to explode. She said pussy. Pussy! Hers! My mom’s. How could she talk like this and not want sex? I was rationalizing to myself. The hints were all there. I had to make a move.“Yes you will,” she giggled, “and then say I bought small panties! And my. ”“You don’t need to disappear, John. This is your house.”“Peter will want privacy. He’ll talk more freely if you’re alone with him.”“How can you be so kind? He hurt you, then you rescued him from going to prison and he insulted you.”“Sermon on the Mount, Claire. Sermon on the Mount. For me it’s the only way to be. I’m happy trying to follow it. Go and talk to him, or rather let him talk to you, whichever. I’ll bring you the coffee.”When he brought the coffee and biscuits in, they were silent,. It took the entire evening to read through the play once. When we had finished, it was time to go home. Walking out, I chatted with my fellow performers. I learned that the brunette who had caught my eye was named Jill. I didn't get to learn much more than that the first night.We started blocking out the play the next night, actually standing on the part of the stage where the scene would be acted out. Sets weren't constructed yet so we used our imagination. The play was set in an English manor.