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Soon, she was riding him again at full strength, and he could feel his orgasm building again. Despite the fact that he had continuously stayed hard inside her, he knew he was starting to tire. Amy, for her part, had been progressing towards her own orgasm. As she climbed her peak, he looked back at the fucktoy’s phone, noticing he had arrived to the bottom of his list.

“Here’s the last fact,” he continued, pausing as she came on his cock again. Her post-orgasm giggles sent soft vibrations around his shaft. “A fucktoy can only get pregnant if the guy that owns her wants her to carry his child.”

That made him frown. “I wonder how that one works.” He concluded, briefly putting the phone down.

“Oh, that reminds me!” Amy suddenly exclaimed, her administrations never having slowed despite her orgasm. “When you cum in me again, it’ll be the what, fourth load of spunk you fill my womb with? I need to know if you intend on breeding me today; I’ll have to take the appropriate measures if you don’t wish too.”

“N… No” he managed to moan out, the roughness of the way she rode him making it harder and harder to think. “I… I don’t!”

God her pussy felt unbelievable!

“How do you intend on preventing that?” he managed to gasp, the idea of filling her with his cum again bringing him awfully close to doing just that.

She gave him a lusty grin before leaning down and kissing him hard. Her tongue danced in his mouth, resulting in a kiss so passionate he felt like she was sucking out his very soul. All sensations overwhelmed him and he exploded inside her once more.

She kissed and nibbled his lip throughout his orgasm, gently biting her way to his neck as his high finished. When he was done pulsing, she leaned towards his ear and whispered like the seductress she was.

“You let me take care of that. You just focus on the pleasure, and how good I make you feel.”

John fell back onto the bed, completely drained. All the sex had been absolutely incredible, and he couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this good. He wondered why he had never taken advantage of his fucktoy before today; his four orgasms showed how sexually pent up he had been.

Seeing her lover relax beneath her, Amy quickly slowed down, riding him gently and softly. It was a sharp contrast to the rough, wild sex she had given him moments ago. But, she knew he was sensitive after cuming and didn’t want her brother to feel any discomfort.

Despite his continued hardness however, John was spent. He could stay hard as long as he wanted, but he could only handle so many orgasms before his body tired out. He looked up one last time as Amy’s gyrating hips and swaying breasts, wondering how he had gotten so lucky to have a fucktoy as eager and sexy as her.

“Okay, I think that’s enough sex for now.” He replied in an exhausted voice, his eyes closed and lips smiling.

“But you’re still hard.” She teased, stopping her thrusts and instead squeezing him with her cunt. “And you’ll soften up the moment you pull out.”

He sighed happily at the pleasure, wishing they could keep going, but made to stop none the less. “I know, but I really should get out of bed and make some productive use of the day.”

“Like tons and tons of sex isn’t productive.” She giggled before leaning down, bringing her face to his. She stared deep in his eyes and rubbed their noses together, making him smile. The last thing she wanted was for him to feel guilty for calling their fun to a stop. “I guess I can let you go.”

When he chuckled, she kissed him; bringing his focus of pleasure from his cock to his lips. Distracted, she slowly eased herself off of his shaft, which fell onto his stomach with a soft wet pop. It softened immediately.

Following it in coming out of her pussy was all the cum he had pumped into her; most of which hadn’t soaked up by her womb yet. As she lowered herself next to him, it made a white puddle on his hip. That, along with the precarious amount of pussy juice that coated his cock, balls, and thighs, ensured that his groin area was completely soaked with sex.

Breaking the kiss, she looked down at the mess she made. “Here, let me clean you up before you leave.”

John spent the next ten minutes in pure bliss. He closed his eyes as Amy massaged his body with her tongue, cleaning up both of their juices. She had no shame, licking up even along the lengths of his ass in order to make sure the job was thoroughly done. When her mouth wasn’t on his cock, she always had a hand on it, idly playing with it. He knew that, as a girl, she was completely enamored by it.

When she was done, she smiled up at him, her lips shining.

“I’ll be here when you want to fuck some more!”