Breeding Sonya – Again

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Sonya and I were at my place, sipping champagne and trading playful banter. She kept teasing that any woman who lets a man’s semen run out of her is a lousy breeder. Most of it was tongue-in-cheek, but it confirmed something I’d noticed about her before—she always holds my load in deep.

Her husband came downstairs a few minutes later, face flushed. “All set,” he said. With that, the three of us headed up to my bedroom.
We started making out standing up, hands roaming, clothes coming off in a hurry. Soon Sonya was on her knees in front of me, looking stunning. Those big brown eyes locked onto mine.

Once we were fully undressed, we moved to the bed. While I slid inside her. I kept talking dirty, telling her how I wanted to breed her while others watched. The words made her soaking wet.

She climbed on top and rode me hard until her thighs started shaking and she came with a long, breathy moan.

I flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs up over my shoulders, and drove deep. Her hands flew down instinctively, trying to slow my thrusts, but I brushed them aside and kept pounding, burying myself as far as I could go in her slick, fertile pussy.

She looked over at her husband, eyes wide, but he just kept filming. I fucked her harder until I finally buried myself to the hilt and pumped every drop deep inside her.

Her husband leaned in right after, eager. “Push it out for the camera, babe.”Sonya just smiled, shooed his hands away, and used her own fingers to push my cum even deeper, making sure it stayed right where she wanted it.