Taken

Katja Perssen whimpers and moans as a hungry young teenage Robert Ginn munches away on her honey pot. Skill and experience beyond his teenage years, is worming his tongue in her frothing snatch. Her supple thighs shaking as her knees are weak, and he is left holding her up with his hands on her hips and ass.

One taste of her pure undiluted ambrosia has the young stud ravenous. The orgasms the kid is inspiring in her crashing in waves against thoughts of wanting this to stop. This has already gone on too far; And, they could get in real trouble if caught.

“Oh my Lord!” Katja screams as a massive orgasm suddenly rocks through her body. Robert is far from being physically fit enough to be holding another person up. So he hooks her knees over his shoulders and shoves her dress up around her waist.

Hanging loosely off Katja’s ankles her soaking wet panties have long since failed in their job of protecting her coveted jewel from this enterprising young man. As her back hits the tile floor her labia parts admitting the largest cock she has ever dreamed off let alone known.

“That’s right, you are my bitch. You will call me Lord” Katja whimpers as Robert emphasizes his words with particularly vicious thrusts up into her. The ability to gather her wits enough to respond eludes her. He also returns to munching way on her sensitive delicious mammaries.

Moans, and groans of unwanted, humiliating, and shameful pleasure spring from Katja’s throat. Robert basks in the pleasure of being surrounded by the Lady Cop’s vagina. He thrusts into her core with a steady rhythym that is quickly driving her to another even greater orgasm. He smiles and can her hear whimpers of sham at being bred by a chubby teenage boy in a dirty disgusting public bathroom on the bitch.

Soon Robert’s baby batter is about to be painted all over Katja’s unprotected fertile womb. She was allergic to the pill and practicing abstinence with her boyfriend so thoughts of protection are very far from her mind. That she has been cheating on him will be obvious to her boyfriend and what is worse she is beginning to want Robert to finish in her.

That is when the devious chubby teenager remembers another tool the old black men had taught him. Robert stops mischievously on the outstroke. A groan of disapproval erupts from Katja without thinking. She is so very close to the greatest orgasm of her own young life. The orgasm is like licking a 9v battery with the tip of her tongue. Just a faint taste of bliss.

“But If I continue I will be packing your cunt with my seed. You want my kid bitch? Say it, tell me you want my baby!” When the black men taught Robert he first thought that he cares very little about having children. However, seeing the humiliation on Katja’s face as she wars with her conflicting wants and desires, now he suddenly finds an interest. He easily finds a desire to see her have multiple children.