It really was amazing, he got harder and harder as I watched, until his seed spurted out without even touching himself. That was amazing, his penis ju...ted upwards, his hips thrust forward. I saw the jets of semen blast forth, each time his member jerked upwards like he was planting his seed in an imaginary womb. That was something I knew could happen, although not so easily, and it was fascinating. Over time, I got used to it and even looked forward to his antics. I got an idea, and mentioned. I just want to get the outline out there for the community to expand upon.)(Announcement: I can't believe that this story hit 300 likes! It seems insane to me that so many people have liked my admittedly bad writing. I truly appreciate evey like and from the bottom of my heart, thank you!)(Pictures from the cover and my profile pic are from https://www.patreon.com/TheofficialPIT. Subscribe to his Patreon for more great interracial art. Also kudos to my editor and co-writer TheSecretUnlikelyDuck. They had to traverse a small stream, but that proved no real problem. They immediately got to setting up camp. Soon a fire was going, and the smell of cooking wafted to the noses of five hungry travellers. Before they ate, Donald and Simon went through their forms. Very soon, Peter was pestering his mother to be allowed to join in. Donald smiled.“I think a stave might be a better weapon for you.” He saw the disappointment on the lad’s face. Donald smiled. “I know what you are thinking.. There was probably away to bring it up and find out what was bothering her and Dallas withoutstarting WWIII, but that was probably for more diplomatic people like Lenaand Sarah. Or Emily, who wouldn't get involved unless I begged her. Thatis, if she was even available. So it would either be me versus Michelleor learn to live with not knowing."What did Dallas say about me, by the way?" I asked. I could at leastlearn that much."Something about not being trustworthy." Trustworthy? Was it like.