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"I can
probably get you a 20% herd discount on those women draft milhunter slaves you want,
Bob, through my contacts here at the marketplace. But, for the men slaves,
let's hold off until you've had a chance to visit the breeding farm. We
may be able to get your seven overseers real cheap if you don't care if
they're a little on the older side - handsome as you want and built for
good studding, but probably well into their thirties if what I'm thinking
of is still unsold.
As she soaped her milhunter body, she thought over last
night's activities. She knew how wonderful he had made her feel and she began
to think about her husband and children. "How could I do this to Ray," she
thought.
I told her I dreamed of her being impregnated by another man, of
bearing a happy healthy child milhunter, of me watching them having sex or her
telling me all about it. This was so much a part of the fantasy. I
must know everything, as if I were impregnating her through him.
"None of that jealous bullshit, or we'll just move in with each
other."
Eddie lifted his belly and thrust strongly up into the hot depths of
her clinging vagina. "Do you ever think about fucking milhunter somebody else?" "Sure," she said with a long series of hunches that made her pussy do
tricks around his moving shaft, "but I haven't got around to trying it
yet.
Isobel milhunter hunched violently against his hand, twirling her pelvis and
groaning through her teeth as she also came. He felt her abundance of
juices drip down into his palm and between his other fingers. She could
really bathe a guy with her love oils, he thought, and wondered how it
would feel to have that slippery and aromatic fluid all over.
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