To fuck her again.

“I want to feel you again, I want to fuck you, I want you impaled on me as you beg for my children,” Gen said in a torrent of words, and it was probably the most Steve or Jan had heard him say in English.

Steve looked over at Jan as she took Gen’s hand and guided him closer. “You could get pregnant,” he said through arousal.

Jan nodded, “Isn’t it lucky then that I won’t start showing until after the wedding, or I would need to get a new dress.”

Steve’s grip tightened on Kay’s leg, and the female centaur purred. “He liked hearing that,” she said.

“I want to be close to Kay and Steve when you fuck me,” Jan said before looking straight at Steve, “when you breed me.”

Gen smiled, “Lean over the table, I will step over you, and you will be in a much more comfortable position to take my cock.”

Jan smiled, “But that would mean you would be cumming straight against my cervix, straight into my fertile womb.”

Kay and Steve both moaned, and Steve slowed his thrusts to not cum too soon. “Jan,” he said.

She looked at him and smiled, “Tell me you don’t want to see how much of Gen’s cock I can take?” she asked, “And now that I am all slick with Gen’s cum, I think I can take a lot more.”

Steve didn’t say a word as his petite fiancé leaned over the outdoor wooden table. Gen trotted up behind her, and still, he remained silent. Jan smiled, “Don’t you want to see it? Don’t you want to see how much I can take before he cums in me?” Steve half nodded, “Don’t you want to hear me beg for more? To beg for his cum?” he nodded a little more forcefully. “Don’t you want to hear me beg for his cum, for him to cum in my fertile cunt? To breed me, to give me his,” she paused for dramatic effect, “foals.”

Steve shuddered and shook, “Yes,” he said. An orgasm ripped through his body, the sensation filling him, but he didn’t cum.

“You heard him, Gen,” Jan said. “Open season on Jan. Let’s see if you can get me to beg you’re your foals.”

Kay moaned as she squeezed Steve’s cock in her cunt. “And if he does make you beg for his foals, is there a reward?”

Steve shuddered again, and Jan smiled, locking eyes with him. “I don’t think we have any plans this weekend, do we, dear?”

Steve understood the suggestion. If Gen could get her to beg, she was planning on coming back to let him try again. “No,” he said hoarsely, “Not until Sunday.”

Jan beamed at him, “I guess,” Jan said as Gen mounted the table and she reached back to guide his cock to her cunt. “If Gen makes me beg, he can keep trying until I don’t beg.”

Steve shuddered again, shaking and sweating in pleasure, “But Jan, the morning after pill,” he said.

Jan arched her back as she felt Gen pushing into her cunt. “God. Fuck. I know, if I take it Sunday, it will be too late.”

Kay looked back at Steve, “Morning after pill?” she asked.

As Gen continued to thrust into his fiancé, Steve couldn’t look away. “It stops a pregnancy from occurring if taken within a day or two of sex.”

Jan grabbed Gen’s forelegs and squeezed them tightly as she pushed back. She had eight to ten inches of Gen’s cock in her cunt and loved every minute of it. “Yes, Kay, if Gen makes me beg, he will almost certainly get me pregnant,” she panted, “I hope you don’t mind?”

Kay purred. “I find it quite arousing, but I might need to borrow Steve because hearing Gen orgasming again and again is certainly going to get me turned on.”

As Gen thrust into the much smaller human, Jan was squatting and rising slightly. “Fuck, that’s it,” she moaned, “I can’t get any more into me. It’s at my cervix.” Steve shuddered again. “Steve, do you want me to beg?” she asked him.

Steve turned to look at Kay, who had such a look of passion in her eyes and then back to Jan, who looked at him pleadingly.