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"OOOH-H-H! Oh! {Nnng!}"
As she recovered from her dream, she found herself seated on Derek's lap and her loins were drenched. Recovering from her squirting orgasm, she looked down and she could see Derek's bare, erect cock in between her legs. He had completely opened the front of her dress, exposing the entirety of her body, including her luscious, succulent tits and her smooth belly. Her clean-shaven pussy was barely hidden under the sheer g-string.
He was massaging her left breast with his hand, occasionally tweaking her nipple. His right hand was at work under her g-string. She could see his knuckles slowing down in response to her climax but they were still moving up and down through the sheer fabric as he continued to stimulate her.
Was her squirting orgasm due to his finger fucking or due to her dream?
He was surprised that he had brought her to such a powerful climax so quickly. He was pleased knowing that her senses were being overrun by feelings of lust.
The group's recipe for success was to make sure that their targets enjoyed the encounter as much as possible. This would result in feelings of guilt, making it less likely that their activities would be reported to the authorities. How can it be rape if I enjoyed it so much? And my husband must never find out!
It was also possible that they might like it enough to come back for more. They were always happy to provide a return engagement.
Of course, the cameras situated throughout the apartment insured that there would be ample evidence of their infidelity so that they would agree to anything in order to conceal their affair. They provided clear pictures from multiple angles. That, plus they had also recently introduced a video camera which would clearly prove that they had enjoyed the night's activities, if they had any doubt in their mind.
"Now it's my turn.", he thought. Derek started to relieve Remi of her clothing, not that there was much left to remove. She had made it easy for him.
When intending to inseminate a woman, he liked her to be completely naked during the delivery of his potent seed.
He lifted her back up and slid the dress off her arms. He tossed it carelessly to the floor. He removed her anklet and stilettos and then her necklace and earrings. He placed them all carefully on the table next to the couch. He would leave her g-string on for a while more.
Lastly, he wanted her wedding ring off. He placed a little bit of spit on his finger for lubrication and twisted her band off, also setting it on the table.
Somehow, when he took off her wedding band, she instinctually understood that he meant to impregnate her. She didn't know if she still capable of producing an egg but she still had her period occasionally. Would all these orgasms trigger her to release a viable egg?
She had been taken by force by a virile male who intended to breed her with his progeny. He had dragged her to his cave by force and would soon be balls deep to inject her with millions of sperm. The evolutionary memory of her female ancestors being dragged to be bred in caves by victorious, large-dicked males forced her body to react. Her pussy twitched violently yet again.
Remi could see Derek's cock clearly now. The slit at the end of his tool produced a large glob of precum which Derek would gather with a finger and carry to her pussy to lubricate her clit. Most, of the time now, though, instead of placing the precum on her sensitive button, he was carrying it as deep into her as he could, to her g-spot.
Remi knew that precum contains viable sperm. She had the sperm of another man, a man not her husband, swimming inside her body. These few pioneer swimmers had a long way to go and a hostile environment: the vaginal canal, the cervical strait, the uterine bay and, finally, the fallopian passage, all which had to be traversed in order to reach the egg.
Derek planned to cut the distance his swimmers would have to travel. He would also provide massive reinforcements.
She could see his delivery instrument and, she had to admit, it was a beautiful tool, massive to behold. She almost relished its use.
Both her mind and body had been prepared all night for this moment. Events and circumstances had conspired against her. She herself had purchased the wardrobe which led to her downfall. She had naughtily agreed to wear her hair flower on the wrong side and was tricked into wearing the anklet. Then she was preheated by Ricky at the luau. She unsuspectingly was given a concoction designed to weaken her will and enhance her libido. Finally, now, Derek was subjecting her to expert ministrations to condition her body for a mating. She knew that she was ripe for the taking. There would be no stopping her breeding.
That thought triggered yet another orgasm. She had lost count of her climaxes.
Finally, he began to lower her soaked g-string He stopped to insert his moist finger into her ass for additional stimulation, a foreboding of pleasures to come.
The g-string didn't quite make it off her foot.
Her climax caused her to fade from consciousness for a couple of minutes as Derek continued to strum her clit and g-spot at a regular easy pace in order to prolong and enhance her pleasure. He continued sucking on her tits.
At that moment, Bob, the bartender, walked in, stripped and went directly to the baby oil, his favorite sex aid. Sylvana had a gorgeous ass and he had been lusting all night to take her first for his anal enjoyment. This was Bob's quirk. He loved the tightness of a woman's chute and he could see that she was a real slut.
He positioned the video camera and applied a generous amount of baby oil to her crack. Rey had been working her ass with his fingers to stretch it for some time now. Bob had a big cockhead but the shaft was slender. He covered her mouth with his hand to stifle her screams. Those screams turned to moans as her asshole adjusted to his penetrations. Bob and each of his partners knew how to coordinate their thrusting for maximum pleasure for themselves and their dp victims.