It only happened this time because you’re who you are.”“Oh. Wow, that’s a flattering but melancholy thought!”“I know. Hey, my back feels k...ind of wet; did you get cum on me?”She giggled. “Just a tiny bit.” She traced her fingers through the copious streaks of semen on my back as she sat up. “C’mon, let’s go try out that big, beautiful shower I saw in there. I’ll wash your back, and you can wash whatever parts of me you like!”“You do know how to make a man an offer he can’t refuse!” She slid out. ’ Icy Butt couldn’t believe his ears. Sugar Bear needed to be loved as much as he did. They rested quietly, talking softly about their future. The bedroom door flew open with a loud crash. Sugar Bear screamed as her cousin Vinny the Shark burst into the room with his gun drawn. ‘What the fuck is going on here?’ he shouted. ‘This is Don Armani’s guy. He could have killed you!’ Icy Butt was frozen with terror as Vinny approached the bed. The shark grinned as the pistol centered on Icy Butt’s. . your genes will be a boon to the next generation of our most capable agents." What if I refuse?" She laughed musically - just like Susan used to."By now you should know better than that. We are Coit'ii. We are whatever we must be to drive males insane with desire. You will not resist." And the Supreme Andrologist ran her hands between her breasts, ripping away the gauzy lingerie and thrusting her assets forward in a stripper-move I'd seen on one of those behind-the-scenes docu-dramas of the. The next day was different. They all knew what I felt like now and couldn’t wait for more. I wasn’t fucked that day, but at lunchtime I was led by the hand into the middle of the office and sat on a small stool. They removed my shirt quickly and as I sat there topless one after another they massaged themselves against my breasts, covering me in load after load of hot cum. When they were done my shirt was returned to me but I was asked to sit at my desk as I was, spending the afternoon with my.