Try to worm out of it by begging for butt sex

Numbly you start pressing the tape down, covering Trish's devilish tattoo with protective gauze. While you cover her spine Trish slips off her skirt and removes those sodden panties. The sight of the oozing panties causes you to suck in a deep breath and savor her scent.

Finally you're done and you let go, sitting back on your haunches as Trish gets up and stands over you. You try to come up with something to say, but Trish lifts you to your feet and starts delicately removing your new clothes. "Aw, I love it when you're so shy," she coos.

Her touch leaves you almost unable to speak, but at last you come up with something. "My butt!" you almost shout, startling Trish slightly. "Uh, yeah, I could really use some attention... back there." God you sound stupid - is the smell of cock making you dumber?!?

"Butt stuff?" Trish replies, stroking your hair. "Sure, I can do that. Don't you worry, you scrumptious little delight. I'll make myself at home inside your tight little ass."

You let out an exhilarated sigh. 'Yes!' you think, as Trish removes your skirt. 'I did it!' you think as she runs her fingers over your naked mound. She presses you down under a hail of kisses until you're lying flat on your back under her. As you suck on her mouth and lock tongues Trish shifts your thighs apart. Then you feel a hot, hard bulge of flesh press against your cunt.

It can't be! But it is. Trish's cock slides into you like it was built to fit, inch after inch descending into your love tunnel until you swear the tip kisses your cervix. "But, but, butt stuff!" is all you can manage when Trish pulls away for a breath.

"Oh yeah," she says as her hips begin to rock back and forth, building a solid rhythm. "Don't worry, I'll get there. But there's nowhere to clean up out here, so before I destroy that lovely ass of yours I'm gonna blow a nice big load inside your pussy. Doesn't that sound good?"

You can barely believe it when your treacherous lips moan, "Yes!"

"Um, hmm. Oh Jane babe, it feels like I've got so much cum bottled up! Feels like days since I've blow a load. How the fuck is that possible the way you've been sucking it out of me?"

You can't reply - the thought of all that thick, creamy goodness being **** into your fertile belly takes over your mind. You wrap your legs around your girlfriend's waist and Trish throws back her head and laughs. "Don't worry Jane. There's only one place all this cum is going, and that's right inside you." She grinds a bit more and then, almost to herself, says, "No way you'll ever get it all out."

Trish keeps pounding you until you literally pass out. As promised, every load after the first was delivered into your ass, now far looser than it was. But that first load, that first enormous load, blasted right against your cervix and inside your womb. Both of you let out long, satisfied moans - the unmistakable, primal sound of breeding - that told every kind of wildlife nearby exactly what just happened.

True to Trish's prediction you don't feel much sperm drip from your pussy. Perhaps it all went inside to start with, perhaps the orgasms from the repeated ass fucking you received drew the rest inside, but if Trish was fertile then you are without doubt pregnant.

You let Trish lead you back to the car, a much slower trip than the one here since you're so tender. Sure that your future is sealed you let Trish drive you back to her home. She even picks you up bodily and caries you up to her room, which you find incredibly romantic. After that she cleans herself up, gets some snacks and the two of you cuddle quietly until you drift off to sleep.