"That's an awful lot to take in," I tell him as our eyes meet. "And that's not me making a pun on your size. Though I probably should, because you are an awful lot."
I could stick around and keep chatting, but there's something urgent in my body that wants to find my mate now now now. It's because we can touch again, I think.
Man, I sure do have babies on the brain. It must be because they're everywhere here in this village, and all of the women seem to be fertile as hell. That has to be it.
"Let me taste you everywhere before I put my kit in you." I moan at those words, shocked at how hot they make me. I've never been aroused at the thought of becoming pregnant,