“Breed me like a whore…”

Her mind screamed at her to tell him to stop, tell him ‘you’re not on the pill’, tell him it might even be ‘fertile time of month’. Those words couldn’t find their way out of her moaning mouth. He had primed her with his words, his actions and the deliciously thick cock that was now plundering her pussy unprotected.

“Fuck it… fucking breed me… fucking breed me like a whore…” Her hands reached up to hold his waist as he drove into her over and over again. She was lost as the most intense orgasm of her life wrecked through her body. In all her thirty years of life she’d never felt another man fuck her quite like this and she was love drunk on whatever he’d been feeding her.

He seemed to smile eagerly at her words and the unrestrained submission in her voice. His thrusts soon became more rapid and rough, driving her plump brown ass over and over again into the beds mattress.

Grunting he pulled all the way out of her and then rolled her face down. Hands gripped her waist lifting her ass up, keeping her head buried in the pillows as he entered her again. His pale white thighs slammed over and over again into her tan brown cheeks, as he watched his cock disappear inside her wet wanton hole.

She kept moaning, pleading and begging for more. “Give it to me… fuck… just like that… take me…”

A deep hard thrust and he held inside her. She came again as his cock began spasming and bathing her unprotected pussy with his seed. “Damn you’re quite the fuck… I think I’ll keep you…”

Araceli was too lust drunk to actually realize what he was saying, but she certainly felt the pointed prick of the syringe and the hazy feeling in her head. She couldn’t fight the coming sleep if she’d wanted too.