She cums long and hard

“Tell me you want me.” I growl as I push my cock into her even deeper, Alison shakes her head but I know she's getting close. “Tell me you want me to fill your ripe womb.”

“No! Please I'm begging you Mister.” The fact that she's not calling me 'Mr. P.' is enough evidence for me to continue fucking her like this even as she begged me to stop.

“Your belly is going to swell, your tits will fill with milk - fuck you're going to look so good!” It was easy to picture this pretty blonde coed with her belly bulging out, and the mental picture of her carrying my child made fuck her even harder.

“No, you can't ....” Alison's protest is weak and half-hearted and her hips are rocking in time with my thrusts even as she struggles to free her wrists from my firm grip. She had asked me to **** her, I remind myself as I take her even harder. She wanted me to come into her room and take her like this ... but oh fuck, I never thought of myself as the kind of man who would get off on something like this, but here I am holding this sweet smalltown girl down and fucking a baby into her tight little pussy.

“I can and I will.” I savor each and every bit of her weakening resolve. “Tell me you want to be a mommy, Honey. I want to hear you beg me for my seed.” She tries one last time to deny what we both know, and then with as much passion as she struggled to fight me she surrendered under me.

“Yes ... damn it yes ... OH FUCK YES!” With this last moment of submission, Alison's body jerks under my hips and her sex floods with hot juices. “Fill my ripe womb with your seed!” Her ultimate submission sounds so good that even if I wanted to, I couldn't hold back. But the thing is; I don't want to stop. I want to knock this teenaged coed up and I don't even care that I am over forty years older than her.

Pulse after pulse of my cum fills her womb, my little swimmers searching for her egg to swarm around and overpower. There is something primal in every male that wants to plant his seed in the bellies of as many fertile young women as possible; no amount of cultural norms or imposed morality can change this basic truth and with a grunt of satisfaction I let myself fill her unprotected womb.