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You stepped out of the bedroom as Bobby lay sleeping, spotting Monica standing by the coffee table, looking more than a bit amused. Your eyes looked at the mass of a human being on the floor at her feet and knew immediately that they had found Herbert. For added measure, Monica had a new pair of heels on, spikey stilettos from the looks of it, and she was relishing pinning him down with the front part on his cock, a decent but unimpressive sight to be sure. The man was wincing in pain from the looks of it but the ball gag in his mouth kept his screams to a muffled minimum.

"Hey."

"Hey sugar," she smiled back at you before she leaned into your hug and looked down at her feet. "This piece of shit here woke up halfway through the session, wanted to raise all sorts of hell. Even managed to call me a nigger...didn't like that at all, fat fuck." She pressed down and the hell portion drew a little blood, causing him to scream into the gag.

You shook your head before you turned her head to face you. "Don't forget, Monica, you're my wife." You kissed her deeply and she kept grounding her feet as she leaned into your body and moaned in your kiss as you cupped her breasts in your hands. "Take care of this shithole for me, okay?"

She nodded and turned back to pressing the heel down and drawing more blood. "Oh look...he passed out."

You picked up a syringe and injected him with it. "This is a primer, should get him ready to go with our plan."

"Still planning on going through with it?"

"Yup, though I'll make sure I get it to the right people. Don't want this sad piece of shit anywhere near my women." After it was done, you disposed of the needle before you turned your attention to the packets on the table and selected the accelerant. "And this," you laughed as you injected it right near his neck, "this will begin the process. You're about to see the byproduct of Sam and my late night mad scientist days."

"Isn't this," she gestured at her body, "the byproduct already?"

You placed the needle away before you turned and lifted her up off her feet and ripped off her bra, bearing her breasts for you to see. "You're the product that I want, Monica. No woman of mine is anything but what I want." She let out a happy squeal of surprise as you carried her to the table, using a spare hand to clearing out a spot, before you placed her down on her back. You weren't really delicate with the way you were spreading her legs but she didn't mind, her heels pressing against your back as she reached down and guided your cock towards her pussy.

"You..." you grunted, pushing your cock in as deep as you could go.

"...Are..." you grunted again, your cock sliding in and out of her rapidly, causing her to thrash around and moan.

"...mine..." you grunted yet again and pushed in as deep as you could before you felt yourself emptying into her. Monica arched her back, pressing her breasts into your face as she came before she looked at you lovingly from her position on the table and caressed your chest. "Get that, babe?"

"I get that..." she replied before she leaned up, keeping you inside of her as much as possible, and kissed you on the lips. "Now, you going back to fucking that hoe?"

"You better believe it." You slid out of her and after pausing to wipe yourself, you grabbed the enhancement shot and, with a gulp, jammed your cock with it. Such a dedication to science, you never saw in anyone else.