April 17th, 2047 “Did you know there's a convent in the middle of the Nebraska cornfields?” I asked Adelia, the delicious and fun woman interviewing me on my forty-eight birthday. We were talking about my life as the world's first futa while across the world people were watching the broadcast streamed live over the internet. “Really?” Adelia asked, blinking those soft-brown eyes of her. She pursed those delicious lips that had sucked my futa-cock not long ago during the last commercial break. “No, I didn't know that. So you found this while... wandering?” “Bumming around Hairy America,” I said, “with my futa-dick in hand.” I shivered, enjoying talking about that time in my life, right after I graduated from the University of Washington, when I hitchhiked across America for awhile, aimless. I didn't know what to do with my life. Besides indian breeding horny women. “After my fun with the Pelley family, and the rest of their interesting church community, I kept heading east until I hit Dallas. I had some fun there but ended up wandering north up I-35. I met this female trucker.” I gave a wicked giggle. “She had a strap-on in her cab and, well, I made her late for her delivery, but left her with my own package.” A great giggling laugh rose from the studio audience. I could feel their eyes watching me in the shadows beyond the stage light, an amorphous sea of horny women with a scattering of my grown-up futa-daughters. “She dropped me off in Wichita. I kept going north up I-135, moving through Kansas, enjoying those devout Christian wives and daughters.” I shuddered, my futa-cock throbbing. “There was a lot of crying out to God.” “More virgins pornstars deflowered?” Adelia asked. She was so subtle in her movements, manipulating his cock, to give him the most pleasure. Up the stairs of her castle, the Dark Queen labored, her bloody knees and hands leaving prints in her wake. I can’t believe that I did that. The echo rippled around us. indian A barely legal temptress, her blonde hair swaying behind her in that cute ponytail, those round breasts jiggling, nipples hard and begging to be played with. She said yes Master I will see to it. Lizaveta slammed her cock hard into me. She churned my cunt up, driving me towards another orgasm. “No, nothing you did was wrong.” She caressed it gently, slowly, careful not to cause an accident. Time to thin the herd. When Lisa began to relax, the two girls cuddled her for several minutes. All the time whilst talking we found things along each other's bodies to play with and touch. Oh yes, about the fish. “You love my cock teach?”, Marvin asked. She shows me around the room. Arisia frantically pleaded with Apollon to save her as she got closer to the mass of tentacles that made up the body of the Gorgus. For a girl who thought of herself as an amateur (amateur what?), Abby sure knew how to dress to get my attention. With my one hand helping my mouth, the other gripped his balls and gently played. He grabbed the sides of my face and smirked, inching closer to me and kissing me hotly. He had put a temporary camera in the room just to be able to monitor when she’d wake up. She said they had talked about both of their lives, as they have not seen each other for 3 years, after our marriage. Tyshawn was pulling pornstars up his pants and walking back to the couch. I was on a touring/budget type of holiday, along the south coast of Spain. Then Tink let out a higher pitched and louder yelp and a quick glance confirmed what Hailey had thought, Sam was giving Tink her first taste of a knot. Morgan was strapped to the crisscross for over 10 minutes, moaning into her ball gag as Hunter licked her nipples. “Did it make you wet?” She was so wet; damn it had been way too long since she felt a cock between her legs. My own cunt clenched down on the other end. But these were like two whole melons. Encouraged, he had me add more to my cunt lips. There was no breeze. A small smile cracked Hairy my lips, and a little giggle followed after. The body moved with ease. Mary lived alone and didn’t have a boyfriend.