She came hard as her cervix stretched to accommodate it. With her legs quivering and a buzz shooting through her body, she barely registered when the ...bulge reached the tip, spilling into her. As soon as it did, another began to force its way inside her. Were these...eggs? a flicker of doubt passed over her exhausted mind. It can’t, what’s going to happen if…? She lost her train of thought as the next one entered her womb, this one accompanied with a spurt of hot liquid.After that, the eggs. I tried, but it didn't work.I stuck my hand down the front and gently parted her pussy lips with my first and third fingers, gently rubbing up and down the inside with my middle finger. She moaned softly, but she still didn't wake up. I stuck the tip of my middle finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle and wiggled it. She was so tight, I wondered briefly if she was a virgin. I went deeper into her pussy, sticking my finger in up to the second knuckle. I checked her face, and she was still. It was all trial and error, but there was enough money in his business to experiment.His big money break came when he was contacted by a couple of mountain growers. They needed someone to bootleg their illegal crop. In his third year he began buying and selling someone else’s weed. It was mostly an inferior product, but it was damned profitable.“We need to work more on the main characters,” Janet demanded.“You got it. Now run with it,” I suggested in agreement.By the end of the first day, I had. As I run my hand up her back I come into contact with the thin back strap of her bra. I am both suprised and pleased to find that it is a front hook bra. She giggles and says " You will just have to unbutton the front wont you" and gives me one of those smiles that make my head swim. Slowly she pulls her arms back from around my neck and rests them on my chest, gently rubbing my erect nipples through my shirt. She takes a step back and I reach up to the top button of her blouse and slowly.