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... my guys still inside her womb right now, looking for an egg to penetrate and fertilize. “Thanks, honey!” I said. “That was real sweet.” She changed her demeanor back into that tiresome angry-bitch-victim-being-used-against-her-will act. Stupid slut! What was the point of that? She just showed me how much of a whore she really was by how much she enjoyed being plowed by my hard cock and taking my whole load deep inside her her sexy, warm body. She put on her bra, her blouse and was looking for her suit skirt which I had already grabbed and was using to wipe myself down. I sweat a lot and all the time, and I was soaked with it after that hot, torrid fuck session! When I was finished with it, I tossed it on the ground beside her. She bent over to pick it up, allowing me another glance of the drops of sperm dribbling from her bright red ravaged and very sore looking cunt. She held the skirt with one finger, staring at it, and me, with disgust. Eventually, after making her silent point of protest, she wriggled her way back into the soaking wet skirt and started to leave the room. “Hey!” I called. “And just where do you think you're going, cupcake?” “What do you want now, you disgusting pig?” she grumbled, “You got what you wanted!” “I just thought you might want to see your debut performance as a porn star.” Unknown to her, there was security camera in the room and a small desk monitor. I showed her some highlights of her sexy superstar performance. Her eyes were filled with ...

... shock, fear and dread. “You think that shop-lifting thing was bad?” I said smugly. “Imagine how your career would go if they found out you fuck lowly gas station clerks for candy bars!” “What do you want?” she said, accepting defeat. “Same time tomorrow night?” “OK...” she said. “And next time, I'm gonna want you to eat my sperm. And it's gonna be just as big a load as tonight's, so you better leave plenty of room in that flat, pretty little tummy of yours.” She just nodded, looking at the floor. “I'm gonna want you to swallow every drop. OK?” “OK, OK! she said and slowly turned and, again, headed for the door. She was walking a little gingerly, keeping her legs apart, her roughly plowed, aching pussy clearly giving her some discomfort. “Oh, one more little thing, princess....” I said. She just stood, turned back slowly and stared, anticipating the worst. “I need a piss,” I said. “So?” she said, clearly confused. “Come over here and kneel in front of me.” “Are you fucking k**ding me?!” she asked, incredulously. “No way! What sort of girl do you think I am?!” “Do I look like I'm k**ding? And now I know what sort of girl you are, sweet thing?” I grinned, “Come on! You know what they say, waste not, want not.” She slowly knelt down in front of me, facing down towards the cold, hard floor. “Look at me!” I commanded, grabbing her by the hair and lifting her face towards my cock.. I positioned her head just in time to get hit right in the middle of her face with the beginning of my ...