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RHIANNA  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 253

He was deep inside me, deeper than he had ever been before and my long, tanned legs were up in the air, just as he had sternly instructed.

I’m going to BREED you, Rhianna, ” he grunted. “You are going to be my hot little pregnant  fuck toy!”

“Oh yes, Mr. Mosley,” I exclaimed, knowing that this was what he wanted to hear. “Shoot me full of those BIG THICK  LOADS  OF CUM! OH MR. MOSLEY! FUCK ME PREGNANT!!”

*Giggle*. Yes, sex with my ex-Science teacher Mr. Mosley–er, Jim–I still think of him as Mr. Mosley but it’s a bit weird, I guess, to call your regular hot fuck “Mr.” but whatever…yes sex with Jim Mosley  is always AMAZING and always DIFFERENT and this time, well, it was even more different and unusual than ever!

We were totally getting kinkier and wilder each time we got together and I was totally loving it and so was he. And I am not sure that either one of us knew who had truly corrupted or liberated, depending on how you wanna look at it, the other. When I started out with him, I was positive it was me that was fucking the innocence right out of him but…since then, well, certain events have made me wonder just how innocent Mr. Jim Mosley really ever was….

But back to our latest hot, kinky fuck fest! 

I loved the feeling of his big cock pounding my cunt HARD, so hard that it hurt…but the pain was soo good. I loved the feeling of his big cum filled balls right up against my throbbing, sore, well-fucked pussy.

I moaned–a combination of pleasure and pain.

“That’s it, you little slut,” he said. “My hot little pregnant slut.”

Something about the way he said that, coupled with his as ever MASTERFUL fucking skills, pushed me right over the edge and I convulsed in orgasm, crying out his name in ecstasy.

And something about THAT pushed him over the edge and he gave a low moan that seemed to emanate from somewhere deep inside his very being and then his cum shot into my pussy.

“Keep your knees up,” he said gruffly. “Don’t you dare lose a single drop of that cum.”

But soon, we were began to sink into that lazy afterglow and we lay limp on the bed, limbs entwined,  his cock and his cum still inside me but beginning to seep out just a little.

Time passed in a comfortable silence and I think we both sort of drifted off.

A little while later, when we began to rouse ourselves from our haze of post-coital pleasure, he said, a little nervously, “um, Rhianna, you ARE on the pill, right?”

“Oh yes, Jim,” I laughed playfully. ” Of course I am!”

But you never know, one day, if I decide that it suits my purposes in one way or another, I might go off it and never breathe a word about it to you, until you *have* actually… FUCKED ME PREGNANT.

RHIANNA

 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 253

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