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The foot of the bed, her thighs, my thighs and the floor were soaked in her fluids that she had ejected during her orgasms. She was shaking, shivvering on the bed and despite the goosebumps that riddled her entire body, I knew she wasn't cold. Now, it was my turn. I drew back my cock, back to where just my very tip was still inside her and slammed forward. Because she was still bent over the edge of the bed, Melanie was unable to move with my momentum, meaning she took the hole shot flush. This caused her to cry out again, but rather than worry about another orgasm from her, I wanted to cum too, so I pulled back again and repeated the process. Her pussy made sloppy, slurping noises as indian my viking hate stick plundered her helpless hole. To add insult to injury, I spread her tiny ass cheeks wide, revealing the pinkest little "browneye". Lubing my thumb up on some of the expelled juices that covered our nether regions, I mercilessly pushed it into her ass to the second knuckle, eliciting another series of animalistic howls from Melanie, but I didn't care. With my thick thumb seated deep in her bowls, I punished the little woman beneath me. By bending a little at the knee, I was able to slam my thighs into hers, using them as a way to stop my thrust before I did any damage to Melanie. She continued to cum relentlessly as I pistoned in and out of both her cunt and now her ass. I could feel my thumb through the thin membranes that seperated her vaginal walls and her rectum and so could she. I was nearing the end of my run, my balls ached and tightened, ready to fire their contents at any moment. "I'm close, Mel." I panted, "Where do I cum?" "In me, baby, please!" She called out desperately. "Fill me. Fill my womb." She begged, reaching under me with her hands to play with my balls, wanting to feel me expel my young, fertile, verile semen into her hungry womb. In a matter of an instant, thoughts raced through my mind. Mel had told me a couple years ago about Robert and her trying to get pregnant, but failing. That is how I came into the picture. Well, for Robert, I was nothing more than a symbol of his virtue signalling to everyone what a great person he was to give the abused kid a home, but to Melanie, I was her only shot at feeling like a mother. There was no question their inability to get pregnant was due to Robert's low sperm count and not Melanie's fertility. I knew that Melanie's maternal instincts had kicked in at this point. She currently had a strong, healthy, young stud inside her and there was no doubt she would've loved to add my excellent genetic code to her equally spectacular one. This brought up a number of issues. Was Melanie currently under the control of her hormones? No question, everything about her wanted a baby at this moment. Her brain was currently pumping her full of chemicals that would make her obsessed to feel my seed flooding her, but what about after? Would she still feel the same after the chemicals wore off? What happened? "The war?" So ya'd better show her some respect or you'll have to answer to me " Joseph added. Amy thinks for a minute and then asks, “Did she really say she wanted to fuck you? Laying there, she was indian a thing of beauty. I rounded the corner and Samantha was waiting for me. She perked up, her short, brown hair swaying about her elfin face. 'But what do you feel? And only you.” Nobles had to much time on their hands. I slide my hands up and Abigail's sides, squeezing, fondling, caressing the soft, pliant waist and belly, stopping her and there to looked at her in just her bra and panties with the tightly gartered hosiery for a few minutes. “Why?” I asked in between thrusts.