Poor Muffin almost wet her panties, but realized there was little she or her date could do at this time. They drove out of the city limits and then to...k a dirt road for perhaps fifteen minutes before arriving at a ramshackle house bordering a corn field. Bob and Muffin were marched to the door of the house which opened to receive them. They were taken to a large room located in the back of the place that was illuminated by a number of lanterns and revealed a large battered mattress in. Such was the force of this latest orgasm, she made no sound; barely a squeak emerging. She merely screwed her eyes, gripping onto James as her entire body shook. She could feel jet after jet of hot fluid fill her tunnel, which contracted and pulsed. Finally, when James had finished delivering his seed, she let out a loud and satisfied grunt. “Uuuuuuuuuugh!” James flopped onto her, still gently moving his hips from side to side as he felt Ruth’s breasts and kissed her neck. They lay together. So thick and long, I can feel you slamming against my womb with each sharp thrust."Oh Daddy!" I cry out. "Daddy yes! Oh Daddy! Feels so good, Daddy!!! Hurts so good!"Your hand wraps into my hair, yanking me up so my back is flush against your front. You keep thrusting into me. I cry out in pain only to gasp when you press hard on my clit again and try to devour my ear. "Bitches don't talk, do they?" You growl into my ear. I shake my head and whimper. "No. They take what their breeder gives. In fact she had done the same for a few other people at our department. she had my address so i just gave her directions. Cathy was married with a younger c***d (maybe 10 years old) and i had met her husband a few times. as i said i had no idea what was about to happen.Cathy was punctual in her arrival before noon. she actually brought chicken soup for me. i was surprised with that gesture. i signed the papers, and she put them away in her purse. she complimented me on my apartment and how neat.