Was their sperm contaminated, was it dangerous?Due to embarrassment, single men who were affected stopped pursuing girls entirely & just like the girl... they once pursued, all of a sudden they were now the ones who “weren’t in the mood for sex”. On the other hand married men couldn’t hide their pink cum from their wives, because upon hearing the news, every woman insisted on seeing their husbands sperm to see if it was now colored pink. Then every woman who was married to a pink cummer was at. " Felicia fingerfucked herself with three fingers, knowing she was going to bust her nuts again if he put all that manmeat back in her mouth. He did her one better, giving her a bigger orgasm than she had thought possible. He placed her on her back, spread her lace-stockinged legs, then sluiced into her swampy pussyhole on one plunge. "AWWWWWWWWWWWW, DADDDDDDDYYYYY! Oooooooooo! Oh, damn, baby, that's my bottom pussy, t-there ain't n-no more, b-baby, Ohhhh!" Felicia hollered, legs splayed and. “We need to call the ranch Pecan Ridge Cattle Company, Daddy,” Sissy suggested.“Let’s do that, we never named that ranch. We’ve just been calling it Crow Lands Cattle Company, under the same company as Crow Ridge. Jon David, make that one a five way equal partnership, can you do that?”“Sure we can, then we’ll let Crow Lands Cattle be the parent company. Who are the five owners in Pecan Ridge?”“Don Cowden, J. P. Duncan, Moses Kidd, Joe Johnson and me,” Eli said and grinned when he used the J. P.. Other hands snaked underneath to rub and pinch my clit. My upper body was raised until I was supporting myself on my forearms and elbows. My breasts and nipples were similarly fondled, squeezed, and pulled and, when one wasn’t, it swung wildly from the forceful slamming of the cock into me.“OH, FUCK … OH GOD … OH YESSSSS.” This was what I needed. This was what I wanted. The prolonged but interrupted fuck before had become frustrating, arousal rising only to be stopped over and over. Now … now.