Beg Jackson to cum inside you so you can finally orgasm

Mall security office back room, unknown city, at 3:27 PM on Saturday June 15th, 2024

"Cum inside me," you gasp, the words tumbling out between Jackson's brutal thrusts. Your bronze fingers claw at the metal desk, knuckles white. "Please, I need it, I need you to fill me—"

Jackson's grip on your hips tightens, his fingers digging into your soft flesh hard enough to bruise. "You want my load, slut? Want me to breed this tight bronze cunt?"

"Yes!" The desperation in your voice is raw, primal. Your pussy clenches around his pistoning shaft, inner walls rippling along every thick inch. "I can't cum unless you cum inside me, please, I need it so fucking bad—"

His rhythm falters for just a moment. "What?"

"I need you to finish inside," you sob, pushing your wide hips back to meet his thrusts. Juice runs down your inner thighs in steady streams, dripping onto the floor. "It's the only way I can cum, please just fill me, breed me, I don't care—"

Something shifts in Jackson's demeanor. His thrusts become harder, more purposeful. "You're fucking begging me to knock you up, aren't you? Desperate little breeding whore."

"I don't care!" The words tear out of you. Your massive DD-cups swing beneath you with each impact, nipples dragging across the cold metal surface. "Just cum, please cum, I need to feel it—"

"Fuck," Jackson grunts, his pace becoming erratic. His thick cock swells inside you, stretching you even wider. "Gonna fill this pussy, gonna pump you full—"

Beside you, Chen is pounding into Candy with similar intensity. Her platinum hair is plastered to her face with sweat, sapphire eyes rolled back. "Use me, use me, I'm just your slut," she's chanting mindlessly.

Across the room, Rodriguez has Cherry on her back on the floor, her pale legs wrapped around his waist. "Fill my pussy, breed me, please!" she's screaming, tears streaming down her doll-face.

Thompson has Cumslut pinned against the wall, finally penetrating her. "Yes, yes, fill me, need it so bad!" she wails.

On the couch, Williams is still fucking Milky, but her green eyes remain locked on Jackson's cock disappearing into your bronze cunt. Milk sprays from her swinging F-cups with each thrust, coating everything.

"Here it comes," Jackson growls, his cock pulsing inside you. "Take it, take my fucking load—"

He slams into you one final time, burying himself to the hilt. His shaft throbs violently and then you feel it—hot, thick cum flooding your desperate pussy. Rope after rope of his seed pumps directly into your unprotected womb, filling every crevice.