He was fucking me hard and fast now, I was moaning at the beginning and went louder. “Fuck me hard, fuck me hard” I kept saying. He was fucking me...faster and faster, I was feeling that my little hole was on fire but I didn’t wanted him to stop. I grabbed my cock and started jerking it. “Fuck me hard” I kept saying. He was. I was so hot I couldn’t understand anything, suddenly I felt warm sperm on my belly. I was cumming and I was cumming hard. Few seconds later he pulled back and came all over. I know WHAT you are. You have one hour to find her alive. After that I’ll leave you a trail of pieces to collect for her funeral. Have fun looking.Instantly, my body fully shifted, my fist slamming downward in rage before I even knew what I was doing. An earsplitting CRACK filled the room as the whole thing split in two, erupting in half and smashing into the floor with another boisterous crash.The motion sent a tiny black object clattering against the floor as well, appearing to have come from. His stroking matched her movements. Her left hand moved to her breasts, clutching at them, squeezing, kneading, gently rolling the nipples between her fingers then tugging at them. Her legs strained to open wider, to allow him entrance to her, her hips thrust up against him, rolling from one shoulder to the other as she squirmed under him. Her moans increased, no longer able to stifle them, his stroking became faster, more intense, his body stiffened in anticipation of the coming onslaught. Her. Soon I could feel her hand touching my penis. “Morning wood?” she asked, “Well, I know just what to do about that.” With that, she sat up, spread her legs over either side of mine, and gently guided my penis inside her vagina.“Uh, Vi are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked, “What if Shweta finds out once she gets home from the hospital?” “I doubt she’ll ever find out,” she assured me.“But what if you get pregnant?”“I’m in my 40s now. My chances of conceiving are lower now than they were when.