Jareth cut him off.“No way, dude! You got to do her bra!” said Jareth, shouldering his friend aside and walking up to Sharon. He kneeled down in f...ont of her, his face just inches from her throbbing, salami-sized bulge. He could see the denim was damp where her leaking precum had soaked through.The moment his face was between her legs, she snapped her thighs closed like a Venus flytrap, squeezing his head like a vice.“Mmmm!” she moaned as he struggled, breaking out into laughter as he began to. And she was there when the car pulled beside her. It was a limo, black, with all windows tinted except in front for the driver to see where he was going. The driver after stopping, came around and opened the back door. He was a tall black guy, in his mid to late thirties, well built. He helped her in and told her to make herself comfortable for the ride. She was alone, and the window separating her from the driver was close. Looking around, she saw a red rose and a note. Reading it, she. "How much is it worth it to you?" I replied. Partly as a joke, but also partly seriously; now that he, himself, had brought the subject up!I saw him swallow. "How about $500.00? Would that be enough?"I tried not to smile, but it must have shown, because he said they could pay more!"I'm k**ding," I replied, though as I said that, I realized that this couple had been seriously considering paying me that much for something as simple as fucking her, and putting my sperm into her womb!"We want to. Honestly, Hon, you do not need to grow any more. I couldn't take it." You know I won't hurt you," he whispered into her ear as he leaned across her back to take both of her milk-laden breasts in his hands, squeezing gently as he slipped his hands toward her nipples, milking her.Stifling a giggle, the water pouring down on them, "You're wasting it, Big Boy. The more milk you squirt out in here, the less you get later on. If you want it, that is." Oh, I want it all right. And Linda and Kim will.