When she looked down at her body, her face wrinkling up in disgust, something did happen and none of it was good.
He stabbed one final time into her sore cunt, snarling as he blasted his slime right against the walls of her baby chamber.
Its milky white head rose over one of her tits, it had picked the one tenderized by its father first, slapping its hands over the taut melon.