“Lie down on the couch and open your thighs.”
Emily complied and the man mounted her, slipping his p***s inside the slick walls of her womb. He thrust himself into her, pumping his hard rod of flesh in and out of her with abandon. Emily tilted her head back as wave upon wave of pleasurable sensations washed over her. Her thighs trembled and she experienced a release. Afterwards, she thought of her mother and how ashamed she would be if she became pregnant.
“Please, sir… Don’t finish inside me. I don’t want to get pregnant.”
“Don’t worry,” the man said. “You can’t get pregnant…”
I can’t get pregnant. Why can’t I get pregnant?
Then Emily heard Mr. Miller’s voice reverberating through the surrounding walls.
“Come to my office now, Pretty t**s, to continue your training session. Everyone
