She cried out:“Baby, you’re hurting me…..please, stop.”Haring her on the verge of begging me to stop made me want to fuck her ass all the more... I wanted to make her hurt, I wanted to make her beseech me to not cum inside of her bowels. And then she said it. She whimpered:“Honey, stop it….please doesn’t. Don’t cum inside me like this. I don’t want it. Please, baby….please…”With those words, I couldn’t hold back. Something inside of me wanted to punish the one I so dearly loved with the most. He was not my husband!! But his flesh was warm, and his muscles felt so powerful as they held me. I wanted to know what he would do. I had not been touched or kissed by any other man for over 17 years. It had been years since I had felt the touch of any man’s flesh make my heart hammer like this. I cut the cord myself and let the blade fall. I nodded weakly. He wasted no time as he pushed me back on the bed and kept my face covered with the towel. His hands held the towel loosely in place. He had sharp features and a strong angular jaw covered in dark stubble. His eyes were dark green and shone with intelligence. He strode forward with confidence, keeping one hand on the small of her back, almost possessively. She was glad for her long legs or she may not have been able to keep up with him.His apartment was only about ten minutes away from where they had been. The building they arrived at seemed fairly new and modern, it was elegant, with black marble floors and chandeliers in. Since you indicated that you were a breast man, and I am well-endowed, I will assist you with your donations. I assume that you like making out a lot."John had only read about making out. It seemed the impossible dream. Monica the nurse helped John produce his first sample to be tested. All she had to do was show a little cleavage and he got off. The sample was poured over hamster eggs and it fertilized them. He was in.He was to come in Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 7:00 am. Later he would.