“N-n-nooo…”

Taylor’s dazed mind manages to get out, “N-n-nooo…”

“Well then, like mother like daughters. Looks like I have a triplet…”

The retort of denial dies on Taylor’s lips as her lips are easily captured by Helda. She could see the fight had yet to leave Taylor. She already knew it never will. However, it was already dawning on her that she might be back for more dick after this. Yet she had no idea how she would spin this. Getting pregnant again failed to currently be on her to-do list.

Taylor was truly bewildered & befuddled by the desire present in Helda. It was as if the woman could smell that Taylor had ovulated yesterday.

Now the notion of stopping this insemination had already been given up by Taylor. Her lips were no longer her own as she acceded to Helda’s dominating kiss down into Taylor. She resigned herself to what was coming. She noted it was also coming rather quickly by the urgency behind Helda’s recent thrusts.

Taylor felt Helda reach up behind Taylor to grab her shoulders from behind. Then she felt herself impaled even more deeply. The dick was fully seated in her as if it owned her. Belching out baby batter right next to her cervix.

Taylor was dimly aware that her cervix failed to ever stand a chance after being eaten to six orgasms, each on bigger than the last, & then fucked through two orgasms by cock. Three if you count the one, she is about to have from feeling the explosive warmth in her abdomen.

With a whimper & a groan of sexual euphoria, Taylor felt herself be flooded with potently virile sperm. She was also unable to do anything about it. Even if she was coherent enough to use her limbs, she was too weak from too many orgasms to really fight her way back to her rental car. At least for a little while Helda owned Taylor’s body & that caused her great distress.

Taylor needed to get the morning after pill before conception occurred.