What are the chances that Brandy will conceive by my slave stud, anyway? That’s what I’ve taken to calling him, since I often lend him out these d...ys and actually enjoy hearing of his adventures while I pimp him out. Lacey fired him after we both agreed that he’d make more money as a walking sperm bank, anyway, for infertile couples and the like. Of course, he now has to work for her, anyway, as she wants a Wednesday fuck every week, you know for ‘hump day, ‘ as she likes to remind me,” Melanie. Looking up at how fancy the spot was, You knew that whoever was the planner for this event had alot of money. As Sabrina reached the sliding double doors, she was greeted with a female attendant dressed in referee gear. Only thing was that she was only wearing s black & white stripped shirt and black panties hiding beneath it. "Please, step forward and register fighter." She would say in almost a blank tone as Sabrina walked up confidently swaying her hips."Hell Cat here!" Sabrina announced. “I ache all over and I’m very sore.” “But did you enjoy it?” he asked as if really wanting to know. “Very much,” I replied, trying to remain composed but feeling it slipping. “The more you do it, the better it gets,” he smiled enthusiastically. “I… I hope so,” I replied. To my shame I realised that I really wanted to this find out – and that I really wanted Darren to be the boy who showed me. “Did I… enjoy it like that last night?” “I think so but you were too drunk to say much!” he grinned. I. I fucked her, no it's more than that, I made love with her, something I've never done before. She's one of a kind, I never thought something so sweet and naive can be so erotic. Few more deep and long thrusts, I can tell she's at her peak. She soon moved her hips faster, as if begging for more. I leaned forward and pressed my weight upon her, driving my shaft harder, faster and deeper. I closed my eyes again, feeling her tightening, squeezing me inside. There's no more holding back, I can't.