Eurasian Promise

Potency is an odd thing. The closer Mira had gotten to her primary goal -- being indistinguishable from any other woman -- she grew further from a subsidiary goal -- having a child of her own. Thus, the hormones had to be altered, the doses spaced further apart, all in the hope of capturing that elusive moment when a rare glimpse of Mira's potency would correspond with the overwhelming fertility of Elizabeth.

Nonetheless, it was fun trying -- Mira had never fucked pussy, and she wasn't sure if it'd be always for her, but mounting that wet pussy every night that sucked hungrily at her Thai cock was feeling better all the time.

"Mmm, I hope tonight is the night," Mira whispered, her thick prick tapping the dewy lips of Elizabeth's pussy.

"Me too, love. I've loved what we've done so far ... but I want to give you what I promised," Elizabeth said, her big blue eyes looking into Mira's soft brown pools.

Mira pushed inside her, her shaft enveloped in silken wetness. She pushed out the thoughts of being on schedules, of timing things just right to maximize the potential, of odds and likelihoods and longshots, and just fucked. Her balls slapped off Elizabeth's pink rosebud, and when she seeded Elizabeth, shooting directly into her womb, the potency finally met the fertility.