How I hated that Mrs.Hoffman. I felt so wretched and emotional that I suddenly started crying. “There, there poppet” said Brenda, she cuddled me t... her motherly breasts. I could smell the damp rubber of her apron “it’s all over; you were such a very good girl for us”. I blubbed that I hadn’t been meant to have my teeth out, but Brenda must have assumed I was in post anaesthetic confusion and just held me tight while making sympathetic “there, there” noises. “Let’s flush some more gas out of. I slipped my hands under his shirt and began stroking his abs lightly with the tips of my fingernails. I could feel him shudder against me. I continued to lightly stroke his abs, while I stroked my tongue along his. I could feel him harden against me. He began to kiss me deeper than I thought possible. Our passion was tangible. Even though he was my brother, it felt right. He knew me better than anyone else, and despite that, he loved me. He wrapped me in his arms and suddenly stood up. ”“I’m David and I’m here to use you to cure your husband.”“How?”“Well, I’m going to have sex with you and then your husband will be brought in to enjoy sloppy seconds,” I replied with a grin, deliberately baiting her.“What?” the reply came at almost a shriek.“Well, you do need to bear a permissible child, don’t you?”“Yes, or I’ll be set aside,” she admitted, calming down a little.“Then he needs to be fixed and trust me, this is the only way. My seminal fluid will cure anything, but only if its. Mark gave a grunt and a fountain of thick white spunk erupted from his thick black cock as he climaxed to shoot spurt after spurt into her waiting mouth which filled her and splattered over her face. She was incapable of swallowing it all and as she gagged and spluttered in surprise the cum flowed over her chin to drip and dribble down over her breasts. She sat back on her heels and giggled as she smoothed and massaged the creamy balm over her heaving breasts. Gerald meantime was examining his.