I’m fertile, now. . . . I’ve been thinking about it for a long time and I want to have your baby. Someday I’m going to. I promise.” I looked d...wn at her and said, “i’ll never take it out of you, Sandra but we can’t let you get pregnant until we’re both grown up. . . . I wish you’d asked me, when you first wanted me to. I would have done it and we would have been doing it a lot sooner. .. I hope it didn’t hurt too much when I pushed it all in… but it felt so good… I knew I was going to cum,. As they reach the center of the room, the conversation dies down and alleyes focus on Joe and the man. In the crowd Joe recognizes the man inthe tracksuit whom they met in the street. He is now dressed in discreteblack leather and is sporting an expectant smile, as are almost all theother men. In the silence before the man speaks, Joe realizes that he isthe only slave here and thus bound to be the sole focus of attention.The crowd pulls closer and the man speaks: "Welcome! And thank you allfor. .. in where nobody's ever been before," and Sam felt a sharp pang of jealousy at his wife's admiring comment. More sad than angry, he watched his wife being ploughed by the mammoth fucktool, her legs rising to wrap around the man's hips as she began to undulate in the way Sam knew so well. "Yeah... hurry... yeah... love your big cock," she chanted. "Give it to me!"It was over, Sam mused, sickened by his wife's treachery, knowing she'd never be his again. He still wanted to fuck her. To feel her. To my surprise though Tanya wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in towards her. With one smooth thrust the head of my cock passed her pussy lips and dived deep into her pussy until my cock was in as far as it could go.“Oh yeah!” she screamed as I entered her for the first time.“Wow!” I mumbled back, as the warmth from her pussy surrounding my cock nearly overpowered me.After regaining some of my senses I pulled back out until just the head of my cock was inside, before thrusting back.