Brooke's Breeding

He looked up at her, smiling slightly.

"The panties will catch any cum that leaks out of you. We can do something with that later." He assured her, as if she could think any coherent thought.

Dazedly, she nodded, accepting her masters petting of her sore pussy and then her hair as he pulled the panties up.

"Now," He stroked her hair again softly. "Go make sure my dinner is ready. Then you can clean me off and maybe, just maybe, I might let you sit at the table with me. You can sit in a chair with your messy, cum leaking pussy and eat and know that I'm going to fuck you in your dirty cunt until your bred tonight."

She looked up at him, wide eyed and yet already horny again. She could feel some of his cum begin to leak out of her and tease her over stimulated cunt lips. She shifted slightly, enjoying the sensation.

He chuckled at her. She nodded her head hastily and beat a retreat to the kitchen, already excited for the night ahead.

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