Being fertile didn’t hurt, either, as she welcomed the idea of his demon seed growing inside her. It was a real turn-on, in fact, to think of her ne...est baby being his otherworldly spawn. She welcomed the notion, and the more he plundered her sweet cunt, the more she reveled in it.“Honey, spill your seed in Mama, shoot it deep inside me! If you want me to cum, please do so, too! Give me your jizz!” Melanie told him, her juices flowing as she waited for her son to knock her up, just as Quinn did. You think you could drop them off for me? They should be handed directly to Michael Johnson. Campaign stuff.”Everybody in town knew that Westhaven was aligned with the police chief in this election—that Johnson, who was the brother of the Westhaven’s maid, Dorothy, and was the first black man let on the force in Mountainvista, let alone having risen to the position of police chief, would keep his job if Westhaven was elected and wouldn’t if the bank manager running against Westhaven won.“Sure,”. Bob was soon in a sitting position on the floor, facing his step-son Josh, who had not moved since it all started.Ben gave Lisa a small push towards her son and soon mother and son were in a big embrace on the edge of the bed, facing their captors. Ben leaned over to Paul so only Bob could hear them. "So now what?" Bob, who was now sweating profusely, looked from the men to his wife and back again. Paul was clearly feeling robbed of his prize. Ben just wanted to get out of there and Paul would. They don’t work for the company do they?” John kissed her again. “Yes.” He whispered in her ear. Lara gasped loudly. “It’s okay,” he told her. “Whatever happens between these four walls stays between these four walls.” “W....What do they want?” John’s hand rested on her tummy again. “What do you think?” Lara gasped again. What did she think? She didn’t need to think, she knew. They were men. They would want one thing from her; they would want to strip her; they would want to see her.