"Just to make sure," she said. She wasn't ready to say it out loud yet.He actually had to work at it to get his well-used prick to spurt again, but it...wasn't too hard. Now, in the throes of passion, she WAS ready to say it. Her whispers, inviting him to impregnate her, demanding that he knock her up, pleading for her pussy to be bathed in sperm ... those exhortations pulled it from his balls, through his cock, and into her womb.Then ... they slept.The next morning Bob woke up and was surprised. He snarled something profane at me and drew his knife.Okay, now I had to act to keep from being knifed. I struck that boy in the head with my baton, and he fell forward just to one side of the woman he was raping. In the process, he fell onto his own knife which entered his belly. Now, that was bad luck if I ever saw it!His friend drew his knife and rushed at me, but the kid had no grasp of how to fight other than that. I poked him in the solar plexus as he charged me, and the usual happened.. He told me he would call me tomorrow at noon to set up another time. As we walked back to the car, my legs got sticker and sticker from his cum running out of my pussy. As we approached the place we had parked, we heard voices. This brought me sharply out of the hypnotic state of sexual satisfaction. I was also acutely aware again that I was completely nude. Bill and I looked out from the bushes and there were three guys getting out of a car parked next to mine. One of them looked over into my. I knew all along I wanted to taste him and he knew it too. Out of respect for me he left the choice up to me. He didn't want to treat me like the nasty bitch I am. (He'll learn soon enough though.)As he gripped my arm I knew he was close so I instantly tried to rip the condom off. It was way too tight on his dick head which was bulging at this point. After I finally got it off I knew the discomfort set him back a little. But I didn't mind, it only meant I was going to be able to taste him a.