He ruts deep, like the beast he is. Driving far into your depths, his cock lurching with an eagerness only a virile male can display. His power, throbbing deep inside your belly like a second heartbeat, slams into you without relent. Hot and hard and smoothly stretching your tiny pussy out, his manhood claims you from your tender lips all the way to your unprotected cervix.
Unprotected. That’s right – you’re not on the pill. Nothing separates your flesh from his. Your mouth opens and closes, unable to form the words. But you don’t need to. The way your lips move, your eyes rolling and shutting as he stabs you with feral ecstasy, tells him all he needs to know. You want him. You want him to be inside you beyond just this night. Long after he pulls out, you want to feel his swimmers oozing out onto the bedsheets between your thighs. But even more than that, you want to feel his warm load sinking deep into its newest conquest. Your womb, fertile and inviting, holding the greatest prize of all.
Your egg.