Nur mein Haar, das fand ich zu kurz, zu bubenmaessig, zu machomaessig, einfach nicht so ganz dazupassend.Tina rollte meine Hose zusammen und war drauf...und dran, diese von einer jungen Verkaeuferin einpacken zu lassen. "Hey ich brauche meine Hose!", rief ich. Doch da lachten alle und Tina meinte nur: "Wofuer?"Ja, wofuer eigentlich. Ich war komplett angezogen und zwar so, wie ich mir selbst richtig gut gefiel. Ploetzlich fiel mir der letzte Rettungsanker ein: "In meiner Hose ist mein Geldbeutel.". I use programming as a way to escape. Don’t get me wrong, I would like to experience a girl, but… well… umm…. About two weeks ago, my boss called me in and informed me of Sarah’s predicament. Since she lives just off my usual commuting route, I was a logical choice to assist her with transport. Realising how little receptionists earn, I transported her free of charge. In the car, Sarah was quite chatty. She pretty quickly realised how introverted I was. Slowly and gently, she got me to loosen. " Are you having trouble with the Presenting?"Amanda paused a moment. "I thought it was only supposed to run for a day. This is the second day. And I have to go back after this."Sirinna nodded. "I know. It's... unusual."Amanda's eyes flashed anger. "Unusual? That's all you can say?" Did you have trouble with another Overlord?" With the same Overlord," Amanda muttered darkly.Sirinna looked confused. "The same? But you're not supposed to be given to the same Overlord twice." Wait... I'm not?" No.. I savored every thrust into their young cunts until my cum boiled into them. I wanted to breed my daughters. My wife. Then I wanted to breed their daughters. The girls at my college. Random sluts at the mall or just driving down the street.I wanted to breed them all.“I'm going to cum in that juicy cunt, slut,” I groaned, my crotch smacking into her rump. “You want it.”“Yes!” she hissed. “Knock me up! Put a baby in my belly, Dean!”“Show me you love it,” I panted. “Cum on my dick. Let me feel.