Breed the cougar until she becomes a MILF

You keep fucking Valentine all the time that yoir grandfather complains that you're becoming enamored with an old whore. He even remarked Valentine is old enough to be your mother. To that, you responded thst you would have fucked her anyway. Besides, seedy matter aside, pun unintended, you are actively trying to produce your heir. It's just that you're too young to marry, so you're just sowing your wild oats in her.

On her side, Valentine has been quite active in soliciting you to deposit your seeds in her communal womb.

Your grandfather relents with the condition that the two of you will not use any contraceptive, something that you're not using in the first place.

One of the nights, you're fucking her and Valentine would say, "Put more sperm in me. Make me a Madre Valentine."

"But you're a whore," you say, recalling your grandfather's complain.

"Yes. I'm a whore. But don't you want a pregnant whore?"

"Yeah!" It is a taboo, a delicious taboo where you sire your child in a whore without any care, just because your lust dictates your reasoning. It is the ultimate instinct, guiding you to conquer the womb of a woman who had welcome many men inside it prior, not letting them leave a mark in her.

"But now, you will make me a pregnant whore. Fuck a bastard in me, Papa, make a bastard baby in my belly."

Her words fires you to new levels of lust, ending in a satisfying mutual climax. Valentine rides you, her being on top allows her to maintain the pace of making you seed her. The whore looks so sexy, wrapped in tight fitting black underwear. And then it happens, the climax you're waiting for. "Oh, Valentine. I'm going to give you our baby."

"Yes, John, fill me, seed me."

As she drop herself on you, you fired your seeds directly into her cervix.

Both of you fuck like bunnies. Every day, you fill her womb several times, sometimes in places that no normal people would do; a few times you have spectators to your illicit breeding.

When Valentine misses her next period, she tells you of the news. You wasn't the least surprised. In fact, you are elated when she confirms her pregnancy with a test kit. Currently, your DNA is binding with hers, tightly interwoven down to the basic level, nestled in her body, the woman that you have crush and lust for. Your connection to Valentine is now growing as a new life. Even if you're too young or unprepared, you will soon become a proud Papa to a bouncing baby. You kiss her and say, "Carry and give birth to my bastard, Valentine."

Valentine knows that the next few months wouldn't be easy. Even as your child grows in her, she will suffer a lot of discomforts. However, she is willing and prepared to do just that, carry and give birth to your bastard. "Yes."