Fertile Tara: EP9

He was taking her for himself, Tara realized, this man mounting her so forcefully, his build dominating her small frame. He jutted his hips like a piston, a machine build for one purpose, the purpose now being fulfilled inside Tara's gripping, slopping cunt. The other men looked on as their leader took her body, and Tara looked into the fiery eyes that were taking her mind.

"Oh God Roy!" She cried with abandon, her heart fluttering, "Yes!" Tara bucked against him, but was pounded into the bed with a slam. Her clit screamed with delight.

He growled above her, grinding his pelvis into hers. He palmed one of Tara's heaving tits, fingers gripping her taut flesh that soon might swell with milk. He took her nipple between his fingers, tweaking and pulling the hard pink nub as if to illustrate this dangerous possibility to the squirming woman below him.

"Yes!" Tara arched her back, pressing her breasts into his possessing hand as much as she could. She gasped as he pinched the sensitive nub hard. It made Tara hot - hot to think that he was taking her body for that one purpose, to plant his seed deep and watch it grow...

"Ughhhh!" Tara didn't want to get pregnant, but she couldn't help herself - she was turned on by the idea of this man cumming deep inside her fertile cunt. Impregnating her. No - Breeding her.

Roy, face dripping with sweat from his hard beat, growled above her. "I'm gonna breed you tonight, Tara." It wasn't a question, Tara knew. It was a fact.

At that moment, Tara wouldn't resist herself any longer. They wouldn't let her plead or beg or escape - they all wanted her, so they all took her like Roy was taking her now. They took her like animals, like she was an animal. An animal in heat, an animal to breed. Tara knew that she was their plaything, their pet, their bitch in heat.

"Ahhh! Fuck me harder, Roy!" Tara screamed, as if her whole body had been waiting all night to say it, "Fucking breed me!!"

"RAAHH!" Roy moved faster than Tara could imagine - he pulled out of her sopping cunt and threw her onto her belly. In an instant he mounted her cunt from behind, slamming against her deliciously sore ass. Tara gasped lustily and tried to rise to her knees, but only got halfway there.

ah - AHH!" Tara couldn't get up - he held her down with his weight, his toned muscles working along her slick back as he fucked her faster and harder. Every thrust pushed her down, inch by inch, down till her belly ground into the silky sheets and her hips were

his wolfish growls. He seized her wrists and held them in one hand pinned above her head. His chest pressed her

Scream for your breeding,

- oh god - ohhh go-AHHH!" Tara lifted her head from the bed in her

beast claiming his mate. Tara went wild, her mind focused on nothing but the need to breed, to be bred by this powerful man, this Alpha among lesser men. He thrust ferociously, the smucking and quelching of his rival's

closing like a vice around Roy's sunken member, holding him in as she came. He roared into her neck, biting down hard as he buried himself into her fertile cunt. He erupted inside her - a horde of virile sperm blasting against the gates of her womb. Tara's whole body quaked under his as she felt his thick sticky ropes

her womb, spiraling towards her great prize suspended within her warm depths. They surrounded her egg, the Alpha sperm easily covering its whole surface in a carpet of wriggling tails and pushing heads. Tara felt a twinge in her orgasmic belly as one of those sperm disappeared inside her fertile egg... She was brought

Keeping his still-hard member planted deep inside her, he held all of his own cum deep within her quivering body while the other cum stained uselessly into Tara's sheets. He remained inside and atop her as her orgasm gave way to a completely satisfied afterglow growing in her

has made us proud, right boys?" They chuckled in agreement, and Tara could only let out a tired giggle, her head flopping down onto the bed. She was smiling

said, kissing her neck gently where

She replied dreamily, looking forward to the sleep about to wash

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Tara half wrapped in a tangle of sheets. She slept soundly, reluctant to awaken from such

installed a clock in the room yet, but judging from outside it was just past eight with the sun lighting up the normally quiet world. Sitting up she rubbed the sleep

down her naked front to her pussy where semen crusted on her still-moist lips and inner thighs, as well as just about everywhere else on her. Slipping

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