On second thought...

"Actually... ...I think..." Morgan began to rub her labia, sliding her fingers between dripping folds. "...mm... ...I'll revisit my morning..." She moaned as she recalled Jack's throbbing cock as it filled her. "...Mm-fuck.. ...Jack..."

Morgan's fingers were rubbing against her clit with growing fervor as she recalled the spreading warmth that was Jack's seed. The thought of carrying his child was the first time she had considered children with anyone. Neither her, nor Nelson, ever brought up having children.

"Shit!" Morgan squeaked as her hips rolled against her grinding fingers. "Mm-fuck...!"

The more she thought about it the more curious she became. Morgan took herself to more than a handful of orgasms and each one centered around Jack's magnificent length.

"Oh yes! Fuck me, Jack!" Morgan cried out as her arousal washed down the drain.

Morgan would return to the kitchen to get a fresh cup of coffee before wandering into the living room to stream some t.v. with not but a towel on her head. She wasn't sure what she was going to watch, but she wanted something to distract her. Not that it mattered. Her phone was in her other hand and that curiosity came back to her.

"...breeding..." She slowly typed it out into the search bar as she sipped her coffee.

Setting her mug down, Morgan reached over for the remote and turned on the television and loaded up Hulu and clicked on the live t.v. to leave on in the background. She was still engrossed in her phone, tapping on a video that was little more than propaganda for creampies. A flutter in her stomach reignited the flame, the thrill of it all came screaming back to her.

"Oh shit..." Morgan moaned as she leaned back and spread her legs. She was opening them for Jack to claim her again, her fingers working as a proxy for him at this moment since Jack was currently working.

Morgan had briefly entertained the idea of going to visit him in that very instance, however her fingers were doing a rather magical job at pushing her over the edge.

"Shit-shit-shit!" She whimpered openly in her living room, something she had never done erotically before.

"Oh fuck yes, Jack!" She cried out again as she watched the compilation of creampies play out before her.

The women in the clips joining her moans in a chorus of pure lust that even the neighbors could hear. Morgan didn't care though. In her mind Jack had her pinned to the couch and was driving his girthy shaft into her needy slit. Phrases and various words flashed across the video as it continued to play, encouraging her to 'give in' and 'beg for cum' and a part of her was ready.

"SHIT! YES! YES! YES! FUCK!" Morgan screamed triumphantly is it both scared and aroused her over the edge her orgasm bursting from around her slender digits. "Oh my god!" She couldn't, wouldn't stop. "YESSSSS!" She shouted as she panted on her back, the last squirts of her pleasure soaking into the couch. "...shit..."

Panting, Morgan slowly sat up before standing to admire her work on the couch. Her insides were still fluttering with excitement and not just with thoughts of Jack's cock, but because she squirted all on her own. Morgan glanced at her phone then back at the cushions she soaked then back to her phone again.

"Okay, let's get these cleaned up and then it's more research." She announced to herself as she began pulling the casings off the couch cushions.