A good old-fashioned spitroast

Watching the mayor skillfully take care of her son's needs has gotten you pretty worked up - especially the part where she slugged a pint of jizz like a coed with a Miller High Life. Add the prospect of some experimental dick pills, and the neatly-trimmed snatch peeking at you from beneath Kate's pinstriped skirt, and you're more than willing to overlook Ralph's...unrefined manners.

"Hey, when in Rome," you say, holding out your hand. He passes the bottle over and then turns back to the face buried in his lap, murmuring some encouragement to his mother that you can't quite hear.

Turning the bottle over in your hands, you look for a dosage label; you feel like hanging multiple feet right off the bat might limit your potential pool of partners. Not that part of you doesn't dream of destroying women with a monstrous God-cock of your own... But it seems like you'll have plenty of time for that, if you want it. My desires, my world.

Playing it safe, you pop two chalky pills into your mouth and swallow hard. On the filthy floor in front of you, Mayor Hutchinson's ass is jiggling as Ralph pushes the limits of her stuffed gullet. Electric tingles are just starting to radiate out from your testes as you pull your prick free, kneel down, and guide yourself to her pouting pink entrance.

Her sex feels hot against your skin, and the wetness seeping from between her lips smears your cockhead. Not so put upon after all, Madame Mayor? She's barely had time to register your presence before you grab hold of her hips, push forward, and sink yourself into your third mayoral hole of the day.

She lets out a muffled yelp at the invasion, and Ralph groans at the sensation around his buried shaft. "Hah--spitroasts always get her talking. Nothing like those vibrations... Mmm..." Kate's squeals fade to a soft, rhythmic "unf" as you fuck your way into her sticky-hot depths, pressing her forward onto her son's distended pole.

The sensations are incredible, like nothing you've ever felt before. Her every pelvic muscle milks you as you slide in and out of her, plush walls clenching and rippling as you hit some secret spot deep within her. Kate squats and tilts her hips up to take you even deeper, and your world narrows to the single, perfect MILF fuck-hole in front of you. Fingers digging into her sides, you plow her with all your strength.

And...is she getting...tighter? Looking down, you realize Mayor Hutchison's inner labia are positively distended, straining around your girth - a girth that's gone from "toilet paper roll" to "soda can" in record time. SpermiZan, it would seem, acts fast. You back your hips up and take a moment to examine your new equipment.

Veins jut out aggressively from a shaft that's easily a foot long, slick with mayoral secretions. Below, your balls hang low and heavy, baseball-sized sperm-factories pulsing with pressurized need. Your glans, still half-buried inside Kate, is a dark, aggressive purple.

"Pretty good shit, eh?" Ralph is grinning at you from his chair.

And it is - you feel powerful. You nod and redouble your **** on his mother's cunt, balls slapping against her bare stomach.

"Just wait until you feel what it's like to finally blow your top on this stuff. Speaking of which..." He scoots the chair back and begins to slowly extricate himself from the mayor's throat, wet gagging and sloppy squelches emerging from behind her tonsils. "Show me that pretty face, Mom. Show our guest what a good little jizzrag you can be."

You admit that watching a waterfall of cum shoot all over the pliant civic leader sounds pretty hot. But a primal part of you feels like you should be the one leading the shooting... And while Ralph has helped kick this party up a notch, you know that with the way today has gone, it's entirely your call.