Spent we lay next to one another and he fell asleep. I was awed by a feeling of power at the change caused in him. We were almost caught by his parents when they returned home early. I woke him up and we rushed out of the bedroom as his parents came into the kitchen from the attached garage. I think they suspected more than we did.
Vixen still took soapy showers while I thought of his spewing penis and
fantasized making other men spew. I wondered what ejaculating inside me would
feel like. Even with our "petting"
he remained inexperienced and did not understand my magic clitoris button.
He scolded Vixen we could not "go all the way", our marriage inchoate, when she became too aggressive keeping his “honor and protect” promise.