Yes!

Daisy, wheezing and whining as she rode him, nodded. Her hips and stomach ached, and her thighs burned, but she couldn’t stop her compulsive movements. Nothing could stop her. Dylan swatted her ass, and she cooed afterward. “Yes! I will come back every month. Every week. Every day! Whenever you want, Dylan! I’ll do anything for your dick! Just keep fucking me!”

Hearing her words, Dylan swelled, thickening inside of her and drew her toward another climax. He took hold of her plump rear and drove himself up into her, hammering his cock deep into her depths. Daisy writhed and drooled on him in climax as he climaxed, too. Swelling, he flooded her, and as both came loudly, Daisy clutched him and kissed him to keep them quiet. She screamed into his mouth as they shook and quaked together, rocking her SUV.

When finished, Daisy was at rest on him, staring at him in a daze. Her stiff nipples were crushed against his skinny chest, and her motherly pussy flexed around him. He was thick inside of her, stretching her even as he lost his steel. He felt huge to her, impossibly so, and she felt breathless.

Smiling at her, Dylan flexed, and Daisy flexed in turn. Her body was hungry, instinctually seeking the seed of a man sexually superior to her husband. She moaned, “Oh, fuck, Dylan. That…That was incredible.”

Dylan smiled smugly, holding her to him by her bottom. He gave her fat ass an idle slap. “I’d say you’re definitely a size queen slut.”

Daisy nodded and pushed up off of his scrawny shoulders. She held her stomach, sucking it in as she repositioning herself to stare down at their joined bodies. Moving her hand, she traced her fingers through his pubic hair. Even now, he felt huge inside of her, and she could hardly bring herself to remove him. “Definitely,” she murmured.

He stared at her breasts. Removing his hands from her ass, he reached up to cup her enormous bosom, crushing her breasts together and creating a deep crevice of cleavage as she mewled. “I’d also say that your pussy is mine whenever I want it?”

Daisy purred and leaned into his pants. “Mm. I think we can work something out.” She flexed around him and felt him twitch in response. His thick manhood had her plugged up, holding his semen trapped inside of her. If ever there was a man built for impregnation, she realized, it was Dylan. She had another small orgasm, the aftershock of one that had been quietly lingering in her. Then, she removed herself from him. She moved carefully but could do nothing as a deluge of sperm spilled from her stretched womanhood. It gathered on his lap and his shaft and splattered as she released him to fall against his skinny belly as she dribbled semen onto his thigh.

She removed herself from the car and pulled her panties up to contain the storm. Her pants followed shortly after, her body jiggling as she shimmied into them. The entire time, she stared at his dick and tried to figure out how he had fit into her. All she could think was how big he was, but out loud she muttered, “Sorry about the mess.”

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