This caused her to cry out again, but rather than worry about teen another orgasm from her, I wanted to cum too, so I pulled back again and repeated the process. Her pussy made sloppy, slurping noises as my viking hate stick plundered her helpless hole. To add insult to injury, I spread her tiny ass cheeks wide, revealing the pinkest indian little "browneye". Lubing my thumb up on some of the expelled juices that covered our nether regions, I mercilessly pushed it into her ass to the second knuckle, eliciting another series of animalistic howls from Melanie, but I didn't care. With my thick thumb seated deep in her bowls, I punished the little woman beneath me. By bending a little at the knee, I was able to slam my thighs into hers, using them as a way to stop my thrust before I did any damage to Melanie. She continued to cum relentlessly as I pistoned in and out of both her cunt and now her ass. I could feel my thumb through the thin membranes that seperated her vaginal walls and her rectum and so could she. I was nearing the end of my run, my balls ached and tightened, ready to fire their contents at any moment. "I'm close, Mel." I panted, "Where do I cum?" "In me, baby, please!" She called out desperately. "Fill me. Fill my womb." She begged, reaching under me with her hands to play with my balls, wanting to feel me expel my young, fertile, verile semen into her hungry womb. In a matter of an instant, thoughts raced through my mind. Mel had told me a couple years ago about Robert and her trying to get pregnant, but failing. That is how I came into the picture. Well, for Robert, I was nothing more than a symbol of his virtue signalling to everyone what Non Nude a great person he was to give the abused kid a home, but to Melanie, I was her only shot at feeling like a mother. There was no question their inability to get pregnant was due to Robert's low sperm count and not Melanie's fertility. I knew that Melanie's maternal instincts had kicked in at this point. She currently had a strong, healthy, young stud inside her and there was no doubt she would've loved to add my excellent genetic code to her equally spectacular one. This brought up a number of issues. Was Melanie currently under the control of her hormones? No question, everything about her wanted a baby at this moment. Her brain was currently pumping her full of chemicals that would make her obsessed to feel my seed flooding her, but what about after? Would she still feel the same after the chemicals wore off? If I did get her pregnant, what would that mean to me? Would I want to make this woman amateur I love pregnant? Would I demand to raise it or would I want Robert to? What would happen if I left Melanie pregnant and Robert didn't want it? What would happen to Melanie? What would happen to my baby? So many questions, but none of that mattered, because I too was doped up by the release of my own hormones and propagating my genetic code was a very powerful aphrodisiac. Besides, I was already ruining his wife's hole for him, what a better 'fuck you' for kicking me out than to leave a little reminder inside his wife for him. I picked up my pace, as I felt my balls rise, the tiny muscles in my groin adjusting to build up the first of what would be many loads. "I'm cumming!" Begging to be touched, rubbed or even make the slightest bit of contact. “well we are a pretty laid back household” I said I even made Tanya cry, and thats not easy, trust me.” Ona was now crawling up the bed on her hands and knees like a cat, stopping at my caged cock… my clitty. I'm just so emotional. I was certain teen that if the song didn’t end soon, he’d be fucking her right there on the dance floor. David slapped my cheek and told me to open my mouth. This was tame to what is about to amateur happen in the next indian upcoming chapters. I love him with all my heart and want his love in return. But she Non Nude wanted to see him. Please shit in my mouth....