All I could do was moan louder at the wonderful feeling.Broc slid his hands up my sides pulling me to a standing position thrusted forward as he grasp...d my chest pulling me tight to him. My feet came off the ground and I was fully impaled on his exquisitely long thick rod and I moaned wildly, ‘MMMM, don’t stop, ohhh please, MMMMMMMMMMMM.” as he bounced me on his dick. “Oh, you like one of those calfs, you love being fucked.” He said squeezing my chest as he grunted, his cock hardened and. She had samples of her tissue, blood and semen to run tests on. The later she had, uh, harvested at home. She used a coffee thermos to sneak her emissions into the lab when she brought in a bagged lunch one day. This led her to an unusual discovery.After viewing some of her sperm under the electron microscope, and then running standard DNA sequence testing, she had accidentally bumped the thermos and spilled quite a lot of her load onto the floor. She thought nothing of it. She always thought. "Yes Mistress Monica", the term they had agreed on the phone, "I have always like to be sat on but my wife always gets up when it is getting interesting. I have always wanted the lady to carry on even after I am begging her to stop". "Alright, it is really no skin off my nose, but I want the money up front and you must sign this", she said handing him a type written sheet of A4 paper. She added, "It is an agreement saying you want me to do this and absolves me from responsibility if you suffer. She was wearing a burkha, all I could see was her eyes and I got seduced just by looking into her eyes. They looked so inviting, with eye liner applied to it. She looked a bit bulky by her body. But who cares, the bigger the better is my thinking ;)… So we met and talked about normal things for some time and then left. This went on for some time, and we started flirting with each other on chats and call. As she was away from her hubby, and missed all the fun on bed, she started flirting too..