I would have to reed so many women during late June, July, August, and early September so there could be plenty of candidates. I couldn't wait. April 17th, 2047 “You never forget your first,” I said, smiling at the cameras, my futa-cock so hard and throbbing. Remembering those wild sex acts with those three beautiful, pregnant beauties—women I bred—had my dick in such need. My wife, Sharron, waited on the indian wings. I knew she would be more than happy to satiate me. But so would Adelia. “No, you don't,” purred Adelia. “Your first time losing your cherry, or your first time with a futa.” “For some it's both,” I said with a smile, glancing at my wife, her strawberry-blonde hair framing her face, that supportive smile on her lips. So much like his... “The other pageants I judged have blended together over the years. I've hosted just over twenty of them, I think, but I'll never forget the first. It was definitely one of those high points of my time at the University of Washington.” “How did the rest of your college career go?” “The next two years were a lot of fun,” I said, “but went much like those first two. Every year, I bred the new members of the Sigma Lambda Tau sorority. Of course, I never stopped cheerleading. There was a shortage of cheerleaders because so many of them were getting pregnant. I hosted two more Miss Bred pageants. I had my weekly visits with the school's president, Cherie Pop, and my weekly orgies at my dorm. We can catch up and tell each other what happen tomorrow and decide what we are going to do with her brother. The pant until with the slowing of their breath, they fall into a calm slumber. Which of course she had not, even though she had tried to. Then I flip her over. Alli noticed too and her hand gently encircled my cock, then said, She walked quickly through the house till she arrived at the front door. Wendy immediately had her hands all over my shoulders and abs and started kissing me all over. Shelby said. As I lay in bed, I try to sleep but my cock has other ideas. Her interview prominently featured her taking his member between her ample breasts for stimulation of each, her taking his head to nurse on her like a little child, which she already had one of and then allowing him with her obvious enthusiasm to indian plow right into her ‘pussy’ as she put it to empty himself soundly. “You knew?” “You want true love?” I asked her as I led her down the steps. The more that I thought about it the more that I got aroused and the more that I got embarrassed. Ariela smirked contentedly as she sat on her Throne, it wasn’t as impressive or ornate as she would’ve preferred, but needs must and sometimes it was just impractical to bring a truly befitting throne out on a conquest. Sure as shit I was surprised, walking in her office and seeing her legs wrapped around Bruce, his wrinkled old man balls bouncing of my wife's asshole. “Why can’t we get them in town so that I can model them for you in the shop?” "Oh you are so awesome, thank you. Her body shook, her hands squeezing her tits tight around my cock while her orgasm burst through her. Astrid had picked her mother off the ground, and was walking mechanically toward the tunnel. it made her hornier. I lay down and I am soon framed by the girls in either side of me. I feel their Hank saw Jesse look at him and he could see desperation in the boy’s eyes. “That is what happens when you don’t respect women, son!” Lori’s stomach knotted in an instant. “I do trust you, Mom,” she said as her black hair spilled about her pale face. I was glad I was inducted into the Program.