He tried to ignore the thoroughly pissed-off look that she had on her face and meekly eased himself over her large lap, doing exactly as he had been i...structed by his girlfriend. As he lay there, looking down at the carpeted floor in front of him, Jessica placed her large left hand flat on his lower back and began rubbing her right hand softly over his bare bottom and in between his legs that were slightly open.“Don’t you dare spunk on me, you naughty boy!” She hissed, looking across at her. "Don't swallow — yet."He must have a hollow leg; that's where he stores all that cum. No man alive could manufacture that much in such a short time. In moments, my mouth was a lake of goo. Errant spurts had streaked my face, hair, throat, and breasts as well. I felt like such a slut — and loved it."Baby, please, " Bobby moaned. "Don't do this. I don't know what this is all about, what I did to drive you away, but it's not too late. We can fix this. I'll make amends — whatever it takes. Just. "I'm fuckin" back!" he said, andeven as he did so he was suddenly aware of the thirty-two small hard newteeth studding his jaws. He'd grown new teeth! He put a hand to his headand felt a fuzz of new hair starting there. There was none on his faceor chest, but a little in his armpits.Even better. Still naked, he started cheerfully for the fridge - thenrealised it was not all good news. The room was wrong. The perspectivewas all messed up, everything was too far away or high up... it was likea. Tom never took any convincing at all in order to be willing to fuck Samantha, but when she came in and asked him so wonderfully, what was a guy to do but give his sexy lover exactly what she'd asked for. Tom had gotten Samantha bent over his desk and he'd gotten his pants down and mounted her from behind doggy style. He knew Samantha well enough by now not only to realize that she loved to fuck, that she loved to be knocked up, but that she really loved having his cock fucking her pussy doggy.