One night I did actually take a guy back to my room, but I still made him wear a condom, but for some reason, as I sat there riding him, I had a vision of just sliding up until his c**k slipped out, then gently pulling the condom off, then slipping him back into me. Just the vision was enough to make me c*m all over his c**k.
I did let him c*m inside of me inside the condom though. I usually make them pull out and c*m on my stomach or my ass. It was starting to wear on me. I was getting a little more dangerous. The next week I was on another trip when the inevitable happened.
I started cramping up really bad during one of my meetings. I had to excuse myself and run to the bathroom. I barely got my panties off and sat down before all the blood came pouring out of me. I started freaking ou
