The tip brushed against her light, downy pubes and – this is a moment I remember vividly – when I applied pressure I found an absolute lak... of moisture: she was wet for me! Taking this as tacit approval for what I was doing, I started to move my finger all around her fantastic pussy, smearing her copious juices all over her mound, inner thighs and panties. She wasn’t as tight as many girls I’d fucked, but neither was she appallingly loose and I had great fun probing. " She shook her head and walked over and sat down next to me. "I need to ask you something." "OK, shoot." I answered. "Debbie and I have been talking." She started. " And...she..." "Just say what you need to say." I encouraged. "Whatever it is." "She wants you to be the one." She said. "The one what?" I asked, confused. "The one she gives herself to." Patty said, almost inaudibly." "What?" I repeated, not believing what she said. "She wants you to be her first." She clarified. "I don't even. She stirred her pussy around my girl-dick. The silky friction sent rapture shooting down my shaft, through my hot cunt, and to my ovaries.Rosemary's made me tremble. I had to cum in her. Explode in her. I had to fill her with every drop of my futa-cum.“Damn!” I groaned, my pussy clenching as I thrust into her cunt. “Rosemary, your pussy is amazing. I'm going to breed you! You're going to have my futa-daughter!”“Mmm, yes!” she said, a dreamy look flitting across her face. “She's going to start. His cock sank lower, gave one hopeful twitch, and then began to draw back into his groin.Even soft and drained, his cock was an impressive sight, and Karen gazed at him wistfully, feeling so frustrated she was ready to burst into tears."Sorry," he mumbled.Karen was not about to give up without a fight. She slid down from the couch and knelt on the floor in front of him. Her dark head leaned over his loins and her long black hair swept in an inky curtain over his shrunken cock and depleted.