“They want this,” Ashlie said. Then she patted the referee's crotch. “Just pull out that hard dick and enjoy the show. This is going to be the h...ttest game of college football ever!”I grinned at Ashlie. She winked a blue eye at me, her hands rubbing at her pregnant belly, just the slightest bit of a baby bump starting to swell her stomach. My dick throbbed. I had bred every girl on this team and probably a quarter in the stands.I was the world's first futa.I leaned down and buried my face. I felt my breath catch in my throat as she brushed a few stray bangs of her black hair away from her face."So anyway, the author says that when I look right at you and smile like this I'm engaging your full attention. Not just of your conscious mind, but of your subconscious mind. Your basic male programming is now engaged. I've just been recognized by your subconscious as a breeding prospect and everything else has become secondary. But that just means your paying full attention to my words. With a stuttering and lingering tone of speech she asked once again if I wanted to take her ass or no. I offered my hesitance saying that I was ready to fuck her ass but it might split her. She was too small for my dangerous weapon, I stressed. I swear, I heard, Fucking coward! before she got up dislodging herself off my fucking machine and started walking out of my room. It was a once in lifetime opportunity to see her pussy drip and her ass grip and grind in front of my eyes. By the time I. . he had a great liking for wearing tights himself under his every day clothes even at work. I won't go into every little detail as I'm sure for one you aren't interested and two you want to hear about the 'Naughty' stuff that went on.I was wearing knickers under my tights and high heels I already had a prominent erection bulging in my knickers as I bent over a high backed chair ..... Alan began spanking me by hand landing slaps to each cheek in a steady rhythm he warmed my bottom up nicely.