" I suppose not. Sorry for the suggestion." So you think the transplant was successful enough that I'll haveperiods and be able to have children?" It'... still too early to tell. If you do have a period, then please letme or Dr Millard know. I'll go downstairs and let you finish gettingdressed."When Charlotte finished dressing she went downstairs to find Dr Smithwaiting at the foot of the stairs."Ms Baxter was on the telephone, so I waited out here," explained DrSmith. "I didn't want to disturb. I want you to fuck her in either the ass or the pussy, I don't much care which. And have no fear, you will get a chance to do both before we are through," he said with an evil grin."Boys, I want each of you to have fun with her in front of her boyfriend here. Then we will kill them both.Chuck spit out another mouthful of blood. "Leave her alone you fucking animals," he shouted.Jerry just smiled and then said, "Wes."Wes dropped his pants and stepped behind Roxy. He reached out and ripped her. Yes, she’s looking forward to it. She says she hopes all the guys are well full of cum, ‘cos she’s dripping just thinking about it.”“Cheeky fucker.”“Well, you are, aren’t you?”“Keep your hand off my skirt and your eyes on the road. I don’t want to end up wrapped round a big pole. Not yet, anyway.”~~~~~We arrived at the rugby club just after the match had finished. Most of the spectators had already headed off for the local pubs, and the ground staff were clearing up the discarded chip wrappers. Leasa knew at this moment that Sambo had just impregnated her, and that she would now be his lover for life, as well as the mother of his c***dren. As Sambo attempted to dismount her, Leasa held on to him tightly. He was hers; she didn’t want to let him go—even for a moment. This massive, ugly black man had just given her more pleasure than she had ever experienced in her life. She knew she would want him—even, need him—again and again.Sambo finally broke free the lust stricken blonde’s grasp.