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Chapter 18 by John Breedy John Breedy

How much, does she cooperate?

Starting to like the risk of unprotected sex...

“Oh my god, it feels so good John, don´t shtopp…oooohhhh” she moaned submissively.

He whispered into her ear: “Honey, I love the way you move your hips , I love your big tities, I fell in love with them the moment I saw you testing those melons in the supermarket, and I would love to make you mine.”

“Oh jjjeee Johnny boy, fuck me… give it … to me… ohhhh” she grunted in a cute and drunken way.

“I would love to do some really hot and dirty things with your beautiful body, while you are about to pass out. That includes especially some really dirty things you mentioned earlier…” he grunted in a manly aggressive way.

“Tell me hunnn…”what things?" she slurred.

“The things you said about having unprotected sex ...well I don´t like rubbers anyway! “ he told her, while forcefully pushing his cock into her wet pussy, enjoying his power over her gorgeous body.

“me neither” she giggled.

“Fuck bitch! You´re so done!" he grunted out. "I feel it coming, there is no turning back for you bitch!” he moaned while feeling the wonderful tickling sensation in his balls. His sperm starting to rise up, just being a question of seconds until the unevitable orgasm hit him.

“Come inside me Johnny Boy, I want it, put your child in my womb” she whispered softly and seductively, as if she was willingly encouraging him, pushing her wide hips agressively against his cock and closing her bendable yoga-legs behind his butt to spur him on even more.

“Comon big boy! Knock your drunken slut up, show me what a STRONG man you are!” she nodded, starring greedily into his eyes.

It was all too much for good old Johnny, as he forcefully pushed deep into her one last time, pressing his mushroom head against the entry of her cervix.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOGHHHHHHGGWW!””” He grunted as spurt after spurt of violent, healthy jizz shoot ot of his dick and deep into the blondes unprotected womb, filling her up jet by jet, releasing all frustration into her.

They lay there for a while like two lovesick teenagers, cuddling until the paddle of smelly thick cum under her ass became somewhat too uncomfortably and sticky for her. “Honey, i´m bathing in your juices here, can we move a bit please?” she asked carefully, seeming to be quite clear.

He didn´t react.

She eventually asked him with a wink, 'Hey there, all good? You wanna pull out now tiger, I think you did some good damage here!” she chuckled.

Is she still hypnotised, drunk, or did she roleplay all of that?

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