All over her

"I'm going to cum all over your body." you say. She furiously strokes you, aiming for her body. Testiculus crepitus has boosted your sperm production to insane amounts. Your cock is a fountain of cum. Spurts go all over her stomach and breasts. They go on her face and neck, forming more than a pearl necklace. She continues to stroke, getting plastered with your cum until your cock finally stops throbbing. She uses her hands to grab the last strands of cum, and smothers it in her face.

"Good, and stay like that."

"What? My husband is going to visit me. And the nurses will see."

You give her a hard stare.

"What's the matter? Are you ashamed to help me?"

She looks uncomfortable.

"I could die from this you know. Respect my wishes."

You see pangs of guilt in her eyes. Even though she's caked with semen, you feel her humanity.

Speaking of the devil, he appears. An older gentleman with a combover and wearing a suit.

"Hello Howard." the milf says.

"Hi Howard." You show him your hand. Your flaccid cock is still hanging out.

"What's going on here? Who are you?"

"He has testiculus crepitus. I was just helping him out."

Howard sighs. "Well, let's get you cleaned up."

"Not so fast."

Howard stares at you, filled with shock.

"I don't know anything about you, other than you're a cuck."

You expect him to strike you, but he cowers away.

"So I'm going to use your wife as my cum dump, until I'm recovered."

He nods.

"Any problem?"

He looks away from you.

"Look me in the eyes when I'm speaking."

He looks at you.

"Good, you're going to pay for my treatment. The gold plan. And your wife is going to visit me whenever she can, so I can make use of her body."

Howard looks at you, filled with rage.

"And are you okay with this?" he says to his wife, still covered in cum.

She nods. "We're helping him out."

"Fine." he says, getting out his checkbook.

He gives you a blank cheque, with his name signed, as well as his card. He's a lawyer.

"Give it to whoever you need. Call me if you need more money."

You nod. "Now clean up your wife, I don't want her to be so sticky."

Howard goes to grab some paper towels.

"Aren't you going to thank me?" you say.

"For what?" Howard says, exasperated.

"For giving you the privilege of touching my sex doll."

He looks at you. His wife giggles.

"Fine, thanks, Sir" he says, sarcastically. He wipes the cum off of his wife. It's a lot.

Luciana comes in, looking at the mess.

"What the hell happened?"

You give her the cheque.

"I'm paying for the best facility and treatment plan you have to offer. Money is no object, Cucky is paying for it."

Luciana laughs.

"Dios Mio. You work fast."

"Speaking of, I'll take a treatment right now." you say, grabbing Luciana by the ass. You give it a squeeze. So firm.

She looks at you, surprised to see this side.

"I'm no longer a defeated man." you whisper to her. "I will have what I want."

She looks at you.

"I thought you were cuter as a wimp, but..."

You grab her face, bringing it to yours in a kiss.

"I no longer care. I could die at any point. Why should I continue to feel bad for myself?"

"Then fuck me, if you're so much of a man."