After last time I thought, “No way. Absolutely not.” Lucinda loves getting off on watching her boy toys have their way with me. Rubbing herself nearby as we go at it, changing positions, sometimes even joining in to squeeze or suck a breast, or tease my clit as her boyfriend of the month pounds away. Truthfully, it’s really good. Like, really. Good. Only problem is, she has a crazy ‘breeding’ kink.
Sometimes they’ll start off innocently enough (as innocent as this kind of activity can be anyway), with a condom, or promises of pulling out, or even with her stepping in to finish the guy off. But it always ends the same way. My spasming pussy clamped around a pulsing, bare cock embedded deep inside. Fortunately I am a religious user of birth control.