FUCK HER!”
“And I’ll fuck Maurice,” I said to the crowd, advancing, my futa-dick throbbing. xxx You can even breed me!”
“Isn’t this the best form of diplomacy?” I asked, my futa-dick aching and throbbing in her snatch. That’s a cruel thing to do to your wife.”
“She’s fine with it.”
“Is she?” I asked her, feeling the crowd watching in rapt attention. The pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. “Oh, shite, submit!”
Her asshole writhed about my fingers. It was amazing. My cock drank in the feel of her juicy sheath, transmitting that delight to my ovaries. Maurice moaned. You’re so good at it, Phillipa.”
“FUCK HER! To stimulate myself while I feasted on her delicious snatch and fingered her tight asshole. The ache swelled at the tip.
