I didn’t want to stop, but I knew somewhere deep down that she was right. “I’m sorry, its just…” She trailed off. In general she seemed a little more mechanical this time, without the sense of abandon that she usually exhibited. So that’s why she was upset. Slowing the pace, she rotated her hips forward a bit more. Our whole lives would be a sham. I’d had only one real girlfriend before her, and it’d been nothing like what I had with Abby. Her butt and thighs clenched rhythmically and her vagina squeezed my dick, seeming to try to milk every last drop of cum out of me. “Tomorrow I’m going back to my own room. Rationality slowly returned, and I found myself tense. This may be time to let this go. My other hand petted her pubes, and a pressed a finger between her squeezed thighs along her pussy. As I squeezed her, her hand moved to my thigh and gripped me.
