I slowly unzipped it as he was removing his shirt. I was scared now, this was it. I began to mentally prepare myself for what was to come, an event of...a lifetime; I would be committing the sin. But my lust won over as I put my hand inside his underwear and tugged at his cock. It was hard; I couldn’t get it out till I finally opened his belt and trouser buttons. As his trouser flopped to the ground I was awed to see his cock, I just stared with admiration at his large cock. I am no expert at. . want to fuck me. And that will damn me to Hell? Why? Is God really that much of a prude and a misogynist? I mean, I’m no prude or saint. Definitely no virgin. Why would he sentence me to Hell for having sex with you?” Jane asked, even as I closed the distance and put my hands on her ass.“Well, he was, but he’s dead now. So’s Jesus. Michael the Archangel rules Heaven now. But the issue wasn’t having sex per se. Michael’s a little less uptight about that these days. It’s having sex with a. " I hesitated and he moved toward me and pushed me toward the couch, "Do yourself a favor kid; fuck her and save yourself some pain. Hell, she ain't gonna know that her own kid fucked her anymore than she knew we did."I looked down at Stella on the couch, legs spread and inviting. I'd had a hard cock ever since I looked over the railing at what was going on; I looked from one man to the other and then I crawled on Stella and gave up my virginity. When I was done the two men fucked her one more. The skewers were a big distraction, but the size and weight of all the fluid that was pumped into her uterus now began to take its toll. When the second skewer was in place, Elsa rubbed her hands down Fleur's exposed and now pretty distended belly. "Aww, will there be twins?" She laughed and looked over to the pump's container, which still had half the original volume of piss in it. "What do you think? Looks like you're about to enter the third trimester."Fleur didn't answer. She just.