Defenses have been breached?

Karen sputtered in shock, covered in more cum than her husband had ever produced.
In the entire time she'd known him.
She'd heard the rumors, even reveled guiltily in a fantasy or two, but she had convinced herself that her husband was enough for any normal woman.

Or she had convinced herself. Oh, she knew he was a manwhore and didn't really love her, but he had a decent job and would be a good father to her kids. Or he would have been once she convinced him to have any. But she'd been trying for years, and even broke her own rules to lie about still being on birth control, when he was drunk a few times. She was afraid she was infertile at first, but a few tests when she went out of state to "visit her cousin" disproved that theory. The one time she'd tried asking him to get tested she'd been afraid he'd ask for a divorce, screaming about her not appreciating him and questioning his masculinity. Among other less savory things. He'd never hit her, but the verbal **** was...bad.

She'd considered divorce, but church leadership taught that it was against the will of God, so she had resigned herself to being childless. She was even considering finding a sperm donor, but the logistics of doing that secretly were taking time to solve.

One taste of cum from what she'd thought was a fake dick prop of some kind had her realizing it was the solution to her prayers. Here was a sperm donor, within her reach, and soon to be within a facility she had access too, ready and clearly willing to provide more sperm than she could ever need to get pregnant.

But first she had to stop Penny from draining her future stud dry. The bitch (although not with the same vehemence as a few seconds earlier). Why had she hated Penny so much? The woman was true to herself, and god liked people to be truthful.

No matter. She needed to prevent the father of her future children from getting crushed to **** by his own sperm first.

Sheri was "helping" her clean the cum off her face, but Karen knew she'd been eating it as she went. She shoved Sheri's hand away and pointed at the ambulance.

"Get Penny off him before he gets crushed!".

Penny was in a land of bliss. The love of her life was pumping it's sweet nectar directly into her stomach, and the warmth of it's presence gave her so much comfort. She could stay like this forever, suckling on it's shaft and giving it's children a nice home.

So tasty and warm.

Someone was pulling on her shoulder, dragging her away from cock. This was not acceptable, she thought feebly. Cock was life. Cock was everything. She needed that cock.

Sheri stared in shock at Penny's stomach as she helped her partner out of the ambulance. There must be gallons of spunk in there. WTF was this guy made of, and how...She glanced in the ambulance and saw two empty bags of saline in the trash.

Was his body somehow converting it directly into cum? That wasn't how anything she'd ever learned said the human body worked, but somehow it wasn't all that important right now.

She quickly climbed into the ambulance and checked Maximus for issues, but he seemed healthier than when they picked him up, if still ****.

His cock was soft again, if still bigger than her goddamn forearm. Those balls WERE bigger. Just a bit.

This was insane.

Karen poked her in the shoulder.

"I said, get him secured and let's haul his ass inside. And put that blanket over him, we don't want perverts taking pictures of naked patients!"

Sheri complied, despite her having been one of those perverts less than half an hour earlier.

None of them had yet noticed the pervert in the cop car parked in perfect position for it's occupant to record every moment, although not with the onboard cameras - those were pointed at calm parking lot, building, and landscaping.
No, Jen was using her digital camera, but she'd had to stop when they pulled a Penny who looked 6 months pregnant off that stud's massive cock.

Not because she wanted to miss anything, but because she was masturbating too wildly to hold it steady.

She'd followed the ambulance to the urgent care facility, giving dispatch an excuse about following up on the incident, but really she wanted to find a way to see that cock again.

She needed to see it, touch it, feel it inside her. She'd never wanted a cock so bad in her life, and...

Her thoughts broke off into a jumble of incoherent internal screaming as the biggest orgasm she'd ever had blasted into her, forcing half-muffled moans and grunts out past her best efforts to be quiet. A cop car at the urgent care center was nothing unusual, but if people heard screams from inside they'd probably check.

Jen shuddered a few more times before slumping down in her seat. In any other situation she'd be good and sexed out for a the rest of the day after an orgasm like that, but for some reason she still wanted that cock inside her.

But she'd have to wait until they had Maximus settled in and (probably) fucked themselves silly on his cock.

Sigh. She would have to wait awhile.