Lindsey stood in front of the shower and turned on warm water.
Warm streams of water, like spring rain, began to wet her white skin.
Lindsey liked to take a shower after sex.
Her blonde hair, which came down to her shoulders, was also wet.
A warm stream of water was wetting her body more beautiful than most models and celebrities.
Lindsey recalled the moment she was having sex with Patrick again.
She laid her hand on her lower abdomen.
She smiled contentedly.
It was the best sex she had ever had.
To be more precise, sex with Patrick Ross was the best of all sex with men.
Lindsey turned off the shower.
She picked up a natural soap that was good for her skin. Then she started to make bubbles and massage herself.
"Aaaahhhh! Patrick! Aaahhh! Yes! Yes! YES!"
She heard her friend Claudia having passionate sex with Patrick.
'Oh, my God! Patrick still can move!' she thought in surprise.
She listened to her friend's moaning outside, massaging her own perfect body with both hands.
She felt the heat rising again between her thighs.
She turned the shower on again.
The stream from the shower washed away the bubbles that were covering her body.
Lindsey touched her two breasts soaked in water, her plush ass and the vagina that Patrick Ross had just put in so many sperm.
Rinse the bubbles and winded her hair, she came out of the bathtub and picked up a towel.
She stood in front of a mirror on a large sink, dried her hair and began to wipe off the water on her body.
Meanwhile, sex outside was already reaching its climax.
"CLAUDIA!" Lindsey heard Patrick yelled. Then, she realized that he is going to cum for Claudia.
"PATRICK! AHHHHHH!" she heard her best friend screamed.
'Well, I think Patrick cum inside of Claudia.' Lindsey thought so, closing her eyes and smiling.
She opened her eyes and stared at her reflection in the mirror.
Then she looked in the mirror and put her hand on her lower abdomen. It felt as if hundreds of millions of Patrick Ross' sperm were swimming relentlessly toward her eggs in her womb.
Lindsey has long wondered what it would feel like to be pregnant. Lindsey has long wondered what it would be like to be a mother. Perhaps she can get answers to her long-standing questions through Patrick's sperm.
"Well, now I'm done!" Lindsey sighed deeply and opened the door of bathroom.
She saw Claudia and Patrick sitting on the bed, hugging each other.
"How was sex?" Lindsey asked Claudia.
Claudia answered, looking at Lindsey, still holding Patrick in her arms. "It was the best sex."
Lindsey walked to Claudia and fiddled with her black hair. The black hair was drenched with sweat.
"You need to wash your hair," said Lindsey, playfully poking Claudia's right cheek with her finger.
"That's right. I have to wash my hair." Claudia shrugged her shoulders and stood up. She stands in front of Lindsey.
"Kiss me, Lindsey." she asked to her friend.
"Again?" Lindsey laughed.
"You know I like your sweet lips." Claudia said.
As she wished, Lindsey kissed her. After one minute of kiss, Lindsey asked to Claudia.
"Did he cum a lot in you?"
"Yes," Claudia answered. "Maybe I could be pregnant, too."
She tapped Lindsey's butt and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Lindsey looked at the bed sheet. There were many gray stains, presumed to be Patrick's seminal fluid.
"Look at these. You really came a lot!" Lindsey said.
Patrick was tired and took a long breath lying on the bed.
"You're really the goddess of sex," he said.
"Thanks for the compliment," said Lindsey, lying on Patrick's left side.
Patrick seemed completely disoriented by the sex he experienced in 11 months.
"You didn't mean that, did you?" Patrick asked.
"What do you mean?" asked Lindsey back.
"That's what you said. 'Pregnate me with your sperm,' Patrick asked, "was that really true? Did you mean it?"
"I'll ask you. What answer do you want?" Lindsey asked.
"A honest answer. I want an honest answer without a lie," Patrick said in a more serious manner than ever.
"I meant it. And I mean it now," Lindsey replied with sincerity.
Patrick Ross, who had been lying looking at the ceiling until now, looked toward Lindsey. Patrick's brown eyes and Lindsey's blue eyes were facing each other.
"If I were really pregnant, what would you do?" Lindsey asked quietly.
"Are you going to ask me to abort the baby in my womb?" Lindsey's voice seemed to tremble about the future.
"No. I'll never do that," Patrick said emphatically. "If you get pregnant, I'll propose to you."
There was a two-minute silence. It was as if even the air had stopped.
Lindsey laughed as if she were dumbfounded.
"I'm sorry, don't you have a fiance?"
"That's right. I have a fiance. But I hate her. I never wanted her. My father connected me with her just by political calculation. My father didn't even ask my opinion. I wanted to get engaged to someone I truly love. But my father just ignored my opinion. I want to run away from my fiance."
Patrick's voice got rough.
Lindsey hugged Patrick's head in silence. The top American astronaut had a human weakness. Lindsey wanted to console this man.
Patrick could feel Lindsey's breast pressing on his chest.
"You're such a nice girl, Lindsey," Patrick said quietly.
"Thank you," replied Lindsey. "If Claudia were pregnant like me, what would you do? Will you propose to her?"
"I'll take you and her to my house, if not a proposal." Patrick answered.
"She's not only your friend, she's your same-sex lover," said Patrick. "I also want to protect the love between you and her."
She felt like she was about to burst out of tears.
"Are you serious, Patrick?" Lindsey asked.
"Yes, I am serious." Patrick answered.
"Thank you, Patrick, thank you."
Then they hugged and kissed.