Wow.” She giggled, sounding half drunk. “I ... can feel your seed finding my eggs. Fertilizing them. Wriggling into me.” She squirmed and wriggl...d, her eyes closing. “Mmm, my husband has bred me. Filled my womb up and now I have his child, yess...”Lou, who had been wrung out and nearly completely spent when it came to energy and lust ... felt his cock suddenly steel hard again.“L-Lou?” Beatrice asked.Lou growled... And started to thrust again.“What took you so long?” Godfucker asked, curiously. Too easy to fathom, clearly not used to direct confrontation. Easy prey.His face still in her iron grip, he slides his hand into her hood. Pulls her by the neck; a peck on the lips. She's trembling. Tears in eyes. Fighting with lust. Just one fleeting kiss and yet...“Impressive, isn't it? Still wanna go home and miss out on this? Not curious if I can keep a promise? The fuck of your life in, uh, three minutes now.”Her eyes roaming over his entire face, seeking something to hold on to. He hears. And I usuallybring a morning cup of tea to your room."Gillian wondered what the "other personal services" might be. Sheunpacked her case and put her clothes neatly in drawers and on hangers,paid a visit to the loo and freshened up her face.Down in the lounge, Mrs Foster introduced her to two "ladies" and pouredsome tea. "I'd like to introduce Gillian. It's her first visit here." Turning toGillian she added, "Fiona and Ruby are two of my regulars and will behappy to show you around." They were. "I just broke in here on a dare." What you fuckin' think I'm stupid? Do you?" The black guard, whose name was Stanton accord to his name badge, said as he leaned over for a closer look. "You fuckin' white boys think this is your own personal toy store, don't you?" I said I don't know what you're talkin' about, you prick!" The teen spewed at the guard, only to receive a hard crack across the lip. When he tasted blood on his tongue he glared up at the beefy guard. "YOU FUCKIN BLACK BASTARD! MY.