I like the feeling that you are my woman and want to be bred by me. Must be some ancient survival of the species instinct that I have. That is why I r...m so deep, so my sperm is deep in you and has a better chance of making you pregnant. Little do my instincts know that you are post-menopausal and my vasectomy was a success. My mind still says, "Sock it to her, knock her up! Fuck her good!" "You're just an animal Randy, but my animal. Now put that big cock of yours in my cunt and breed me well.". Push it in. Let dsire consume you.Assuming my slave wishes to play… Go downstairs. Go to the main door. Open the door. Kneel. Pull the leash out of my cunt. Lick the juices from it. Place between teeth, like a pet with a bone. Feel the outside air caress my breasts. With the phone take a photo; a side shot which clearly shows the open door.Stand up. Step outside. Turn around slowly. Savour the moment. Two complete 360 degree rotations. Kneel facing the street. Fuck my cunt with. She looked over to Sapna and gave me a devilish smile. I never saw her doing that. She whispered in my ear in a seductive voice, “Stay back baby and let me pleasure you.”She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. Then she removed it completely. I was total hard till then. There was a big bulge on my underwear. She continued rubbing my dick over underwear. Then after a few minutes, she removed it completely.My dick was just a few inches from her face. She saw it and gave a bewildered look. I. .odd name." My group is not as menacing as it sounds. Married women come to us when they want children, but for some reason the biological fathers can not be their husbands. When the husbands are sterile, or sick, or the wives just can't stand to look at him any more, et cetera. What we do is arrange for them to be impregnated by another man and then provide the wife a cover story in which she's pregnant with another man's child because she was attacked by a rapist and was too ashamed to tell.