06-08-2011, 09:38 AM
Jen screamed in joy, cumming all over the ground, some of it getting on himself. After the intense orgasm, perhaps one more intense than he had ever felt, he was sitting on his master, looking pregnant and still impaled. 'She' felt the kisses and licks, moaning as 'her' nipples were touched. Suddenly, 'she' spoke. "Again, master! I need more sperm. A whore like me can never have enough cum inside or on her!" Jen cried, trying to turn around to kiss him. But before 'she' did, the slave looked at the three girls in front of them that had saw him getting fucked. "Sorry, ladies, but I need a real man. None of you could ever please me like my man here. He's stronger, better looking, and more fun in bed than any of you!"
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.