“You want it? You want mycum in your cunt?”I could only grunt and gasp in reply.“Of course you do,” he said, thrusting even fa...ter, anddeeper; “maybe you’ll have my kid, you little bitch. You wantthat–? You want my bastard in your stomach…?”I just cried.And a moment later, he came. Pressing in deep, he punchedhis cock into my womb, trembling and shuddering as heshot his sperm directly into my belly. I was too sore toenjoy it, but I could. Psychosexual Circus was performing some of their patented sexy weirdness on stage – two violinist playing contrasting – and discordant – pieces while a woman was made 'airtight' by two men and a woman wearing a strap-on.On a side stage, a demonstration for bondage beginners was going on, and at a table far away from where the Circus was performing, a man and woman were each playing guitar, trying to do so competently while having oral sex performed on them. Neither was doing too well.The. ” I said.“Good. Let’s get something to drink.”We got dressed, and she walked out to my cousin’s room first, pretending she had used the restroom there. I waited fifteen minutes or so, still recovering from my earth-shattering orgasm.I walked out and greeted everyone, saying hi to everyone. We were in out of the party for an hour and a half—everyone had arrived. I met up with everyone, and walked out to the porch. Sarah was there alone at the table sitting on the two-seater. I sat next to. I demanded that he get me my clothes and give me a ride to my home."I'm gonna get this Marks for you, but in my own way. Is Agent Goldman still at the house?" He nodded 'yes'. "I don't know what you had her doing, but she is back to working with me now. He nodded his head again and got my bag of clothes out of a locker. As I changed clothes, I said, "What about my wallet, keys and money?" He pulled them out of his desk and handed them to me. I almost felt like my old self again. All I needed.