“So, about your breeding kink? Does that mean, you’re just going to be… you know, cumming in me? Is that the reason you had me poked and prodded the other morning?” I nodded my head. “And you’re not worried about me getting pregnant?” “That’s the point.” She gasped. “And how many women have you deposited your semen in?” “Lost count.” Her eyes widened. “Well, isn’t that sad? Your soldiers marching, but not carrying the M16s or something?” “You and that mouth are asking for it.”
