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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Wifes-out...)

“What did you have in mind?” you ask.

Rachel slides off of you and takes a large handful of your junk. “Maybe I want to pimp you out to some of my friends.”

“How would that work?”

“I don’t really know. I just know Kim from work would do anything to get pregnant. Maybe I’d get a milking machine or have the lady try the real thing.” With that, your girlfriend squeezes your cock, making you grunt in discomfort.

“I don’t know if I want to have ‘lil bastards running around.” You wince again as Rachel clenches the base of your shaft and whips around the flaccid head, almost giggling with the control she’s exerting over you.

“Shhh Ross,” she whispers in your ear. “I will take care of everything.”