Breed my fertile belly... cum in me please!"The husband stood up to do something but it was already too late. He watched the old man's big low-hanging... balls tighten up as he slammed down into her cunt for one last time, pushing his cockhead right at the entrance of her fertile womb. "ERRRRGGGGAAAAHHHH!! Take my baby you slut!" The old man yelled as torrents of cum spat out of his gnarled old cock into the wife's womb. Spurt after spurt filled her up until the husband could see the thick white. Davy Jones stood on the deck with a wide grin spread across his face. He knew none of the Hades’ Whore’s crew knew they were there. His crew—all wicked creatures from Hades—waiting silently and patiently for their captain’s orders. Rusalka gazed from ship to ship when she suddenly spotted three forms in a long boat about to board a ship. She squinted. Even with her superior vision, she had to focus to see the figures at their far off distance. Right away she recognized Mary, then Jack. Her. The morning progressed slowly and Laura earned a rebuke from her Account Director, Chris Hughes. She explained the reason for her absent mindedness to her line manager. He expressed understanding and sympathised with her. He said that he would like to see her the following day to review her performance and offer support and guidance.At 1pm, Laura Harper left the offices of Gilbert and Mayes. She was rather embarrassed to see Peter Jones but he just nodded to her. She purchased a white tennis. He moaned and arched his back at her soft touch. He was aroused, the sight of her smiling at him and her gentle hand making him hard. He had not been allowed to cum in more than a week despite being played with, and so the slightest touch made his head spin with desire. “You have been a good boy lately,” she commended him as her hand moved under him and grazed his nipples. “Thank you Mistress,” he moaned and nodded his head. “I think my pet deserves a treat,” she smiled as she pulled the covers.