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There was a liquid heat spreading through my loins, faster than any other sensation I had felt before. My eyes opened wide in shock – this couldn’t be happening. I could feel a foreign warmth spreading inside of my vagina, filling the empty spaces that were left by his softening appendage. He had done it. Millions of his little swimmers were now swarming inwards to try and ensure I’d carry his child. I fumbled pussy to reach down with my hands, and awkwardly grabbed and tugged on the sleeping bag right where my crotch was located, but it was useless. There was nothing I could do to change what happened. Seemingly by instinct, I could feel my vagina defiantly squeezing down on his blowjob shrinking appendage. But even that attempt to expel his invader did nothing – his shaft was still halfway inside me, neatly kept inside by the tightness of my own body. His cum had nowhere to go but deeper inside my unprotected womanhood. I may have just witnessed the conception of my own little baby sister, or brother. His manhood had gone completely soft. The gooey damage it had caused however was already swirling around my cervix. His seed might already be swimming through that one and only barrier, to anal ensure the pregnancy would take. His dick had lasted long enough to get its job done. The one task nature intended it to fulfill; to deliver his cum into a receptive female. Even in that very moment, his limp appendage threesome was still drooling the last remnants of his sperm into me. I could feel my head beginning to spin as I fully understood the consequences of what I just experienced. It was overwhelming. It was too much. Whether by shock or exhaustion ... I collapsed, and was once more claimed by a deep slumber. The G-Spot . . . Or not. A note to my readers: This story blonde is based on fact. If you doubt that, Google 'G-Spot' and read the results of actual studies—not the many fluff sites. The results of the combined studies will blow your mind. The conclusion of those studies is that the 'G-Spot' is a myth and doesn't exist. Surprised? Yeah, so was I, since I know better. As a senior at The University of Texas, my major was Psychology, more specifically, The Psychology of Human Sexuality. It may sound weird, but even though I grew up with a schizophrenic mother and big sister, I wasn't the least bit interested in 'abnormal psychology'. I simply had no interest in the study of sick people. I even convinced the Dean of the Psychology department to allow me to forego many of the prerequisites dealing with Abnormal Psychology in favor of classes such as The Psychology of Women, and The Psychology of Human Sexual Behavior. With a ritual from their own dwelling, the creatures spoke verses lost to anal man. And when they arrived to pussy a relative point near their targets. This young boy was sucking my sperm out of her! You are all so great was all she could get out. She tucked her raven hair blowjob carefully under a woollen hat, put on a pair of black sunglasses, and reached behind the soap dispenser to find the ticket which her instructions had told her would be waiting. Then suddenly the bronze statue itself began to glow. There, in the blood matted depression of grass in which the frail man's beaten form once lay lifeless, now remained only crimson; the man was nowhere to be seen. I can taste the cigarette you just smoked. CRACK! The other project wasn’t due to begin until after the other project was completed in two weeks. The giant Ibit moved in front of the brightly glowing rhombus, bathing in the intense light. The girls in front of us ran interference from anyone that would try to interfere. She reeled around to see the boy coming at her with a frenzied look in his eye. Abby peeped in alongside her. Also keeps the best for later.” Suddenly, threesome Cory cries out, "I'm gonna shoot my hot cum all over your tits!" "Oh my god, you wouldn't?" Mia said to mom and my eyes widened as our mother lifted a pair of cold eyes to my sister. “You want this so badly” he murmured as he bent to his work again. He grunted, pumping away at her snatch. Danni said his mother was planning the transformation costs...and in one year she would be on hormones. And blonde I said to him, "So come on, fucker. “OH, MY GAWD DAVID…. Then the sound waned, and I took one breath, and then another.