Put A Baby In Her

You look down at Devin, still on her knees with your freshly cleaned cock resting against her cum-streaked cheek. Her Southern accent drips with submission as she nuzzles your shaft lovingly.

You smirk and grip her chin, forcing her to look up at you.

“Get on the desk. On your back. Legs spread. I’m putting another baby in you tonight - one for Hunter to raise as his own.”

Devin’s eyes widen with lust and shame, but she doesn’t hesitate. She climbs onto the Resolute Desk, lies back, and pulls her thick thighs wide apart, holding her knees open like an obedient breeding sow. Her swollen, cum-leaking pussy is fully on display.

“Yes, Mr. President,” she breathes in that sweet Carolina drawl. “Put your baby in me… Let Hunter raise it while I keep coming back here to get fucked properly.”

You step between her legs and slam back into her creamy cunt in one hard thrust. Devin moans loudly, her massive tits jiggling as you start breeding her with deep, powerful strokes.

Just as you settle into a steady, womb-targeting rhythm - pounding her cervix with every thrust - the side door opens.

Scarlett Johansson walks in wearing a sleek black dress that hugs her incredible body. She stops mid-step, her eyes widening slightly at the obscene sight in front of her: Devin Cordle spread out on the presidential desk like a breeding whore, getting absolutely railed.

“Oh… I’m sorry, Mr. President,” Scarlett says smoothly, though her cheeks flush. “Jennifer said you had a brief window for our meeting about the new environmental initiative…”

You don’t stop fucking Devin for even a second. Instead, you grip her hips tighter and drive into her harder, making her tits ripple wildly.

“Stay,” you command Scarlett. “The meeting can wait. Watch.”

Devin whimpers in humiliation and arousal, her voice cracking with that thick Southern accent.

“Oh my god… Scarlett Johansson is watching… Hunter’s gonna lose his mind…”

You pound Devin’s cunt relentlessly, the wet slapping sounds filling the room. Scarlett stands there, unable to look away, her eyes glued to where your thick cock disappears into Devin’s stretched hole over and over.

“Tell her why you’re here,” you growl to Devin while staring at Scarlett.

Devin moans loudly, barely able to form words between thrusts.

“I’m… ahh!… getting bred, Miss Johansson… The President is putting another baby in me… one for my husband Hunter to raise… He fucks me so much better than my husband ever could…”

You lift Devin’s legs higher, folding her nearly in half, and hammer her even deeper. Her pussy flutters and clenches around you as another orgasm builds.

Scarlett bites her lip, clearly affected, but remains standing there watching the filthy display.

You feel your balls tightening. Devin senses it and starts begging in her sweet, **** accent:

“Please, Mr. President… Fill me up… Knock me up again… Give Hunter another child to raise while you own this pussy… Please breed me!”

With a deep, possessive groan you bury yourself to the hilt and erupt. Thick, powerful ropes of cum blast directly into her womb as you grind against her cervix. Devin cums hard around you, her pussy milking every drop with greedy spasms while she cries out in ecstasy.

You stay buried deep, pumping load after load into her until her belly looks slightly swollen and excess cum leaks out around your shaft. Devin holds her legs open, whimpering happily as she takes the full breeding.

Scarlett Johansson stands frozen a few feet away, breathing a little heavier, watching every second of you claiming Devin’s womb.

You finally pull out slowly, admiring the creamy mess pouring from Devin’s ruined cunt, and look over at Scarlett.

“Now… about that meeting.”