“I’ve never cummed that fast. It usually takes me awhile and I’ve never had an orgasm like that. Holy fuck…” she trailed off with a smile. �...��Hopefully you cum like that a few more times before the night is over,” I said as I moved on top of her body. I carefully swung my leg around before placing my pussy over her mouth. “Mmm!” she moaned out as I felt her lips against my soaked pussy. “Ohhh!” I settled in, pussy on her mouth, before leaning down and spreading her lips with my hands. I could. They tell me I'm shooting blanks. A natural born, perfect vasectomy poster boy, that's me. Sperm count, minus 14 or something." I don't understand," June said. "You had a vasectomy and you're trying to have children?"I turned to my wife, who can be a little thick at times. "No, dear, he didn't have a vasectomy. It's just as though he had a vasectomy, but it's natural." I didn't want to say it, but I wasn't sure she understood. "He's sterile." I turned to Pete. "Isn't there anything they can. It seemed to take forever for him to stroke and slide the entire length of his prick into her ass. Goosebumps arose along her spine and up and down both arms. She moaned again, much more loudly!Then, after pausing at the bottom of his stroke, he began to flex his prick again and let her feel the entire length of him in her. He began to withdraw slowly from her itchy, widened ass hole. She squirmed and pushed back not wanting to lose the turgid intruder from her body, but she needn’t have. He zipped it up slowly and buckled the medallion.Thinking how uncomfortable it was sitting as well as standing in it hewondering how long he could wear it for the evening.Turning around to the dresser to open a drawer, he failed to notice thatthe red hourglass icon on the medallion glowed a blood red light whichpenetrated his being. As he bent down to open the drawer and placing ahand on the top of the dresser for support, He heard and felt a loadcrack of pain. As the motion caused his hip bone.