Twenty-five minutes. Thirty.
The other guests are shifting restlessly, watching with hungry eyes, stroking themselves to stay hard for their turns. Derek has recovered already, his c**k fully erect as he watches James work.
"Please – ” I’m crying now. ”I can’t take anymore – please – "
“Tell me you want my cum.”
"I want your c*m – "
“Tell me you want me to breed you.”
"I want you to breed me – please – "
“Tell your husband you want another man’s baby inside you.”
I look at Marcus. His face is wet with tears, his hand moving furiously on his c**k.
"I want another man’s baby inside me,” I sob. ”I want James to put a baby in me while you watch – "
James’s hips snap forward.
His rhythm finally breaks – fast, urgent, taking. His curved c**k pounds my g-spot relentlessly, and the orga
