"Yeah," I said, "like getting back at me." Why would she do that?" my mother wanted to know."Maybe we should just speculate on what, I mean who, she's... bringing next," my father said with a grin on his face.Before my mother could protest, I added, "Yeah. Let's see, the first one threatened me, then next was a 'boy toy' to draw off Jessica's attention ... What could be next?" I hope it's not a cute nurse," Jessica said unhappily."Probably not. Both were aimed at me," I said. "Maybe she's trying. So fing ich an, in ihn hinein zu pumpen, immer wieder. Es machte mir immer mehr Spass und meine Lust baute sich immer mehr auf. Ich sah auch an mir herunter und sah, wie mein Schwanz aus seiner Rosette heraus glitt und sie dann wieder penetrierte.Ich wurde immer geiler und pumpte und pumpte.Dann kam es mir und ich trieb meinen Schwanz bis zum Anschlag in ihn hinein und pumpte meinen Saft in seinen Darm.Danach blieb ich erst einmal erschöpft auf ihm liegen.Irgend wann zog ich mein Glied aus ihm. As I poured my seed into her womb, I felt warmth fill us both, yet I also felt her Libido all but collapse. And not because I'd drained her. If that was an unpleasant experience for her, though, it didn't show. She smiled ear to ear and looked like she might cry tears of joy. We didn't fool around any more that night. But that wasn't to say we weren't physical. We cuddled like Mom and I had used to. Though I'd never felt as much guilt or fear when Mom and I laid together. I wasn't supposed to. It’s an automatic at least. Paul you go in the passenger seat telling Grace where to go, which lane, and pointing. I’ll be in the back, with Google Maps and working out where to head for, once we’ve got clear, and if anyone hassles us. Now we just need not to find any CIA guys hanging around...”Grace gulped. She’d never driven at all. She’d watched her mum of course, and her mum had gone on about it while she risked life and limb rocketing them about in her BMW roadster. So Grace knew about.