Of course he will...

Eric leaped to her like a lion to a wounded gazelle, Jenna screamed behind her gag as the crowd of men in the room cheered. Then proceeded in mocking her by humming the tune here comes the bride. Eric moved atop her positioning himself between her spread legs and exposed neither region. Her back pressed to the boxsprings she looked up shaking her head in despair pleading to him.

“NMMMM EMMMM DMMM YMM DOMMM” (No Eric dont you dare!)

Eric caressed her crotch dipping his thumb into her dripping pussy. “Looks like the bitch is enjoying this more than she’s letting on.” he laughed toward Rachel who was watching in enjoyment from behind the crowd. Jenna’s please of despair shifted to an unrecognizable whimper as her body continued to betray her mind.

The fertility sedative now fully set in her tits became enormously swollen still leaking from her nipples milk dripping down either side. Eric looked to her huge flesh melons in hunger running his hands to each side of her full rack. “My my we are a big girl aren't we?” Eric teased, squeezing them together, milk gizering out.

One of the homeless men laughing in the back “there she blows o'l whale tits off the port bow!”

“ummmmmmmm” Jenna couldn’t help moan low and long as the draining of her ever-swelling tits felt so good, as the pressure was released.

Eric couldn’t hold himself back any longer...