Max helped Olivia to get naked, grabbing the zip on her back and slowly pulling it down, revealing the dirty sporty underwear she was wearing. The black thong, however, was almost hypnotic, hiding that puffy pussy with just a line of fabric.
The woman made sure to playfully jiggle her ass in front of him, making it clap as the black of the almost invisible underwear accentuated its already perfect tanned shape.
"Ahhhhhh . . . it feels so good to let my skin breathe . . . " she purred, letting her tits free and throwing her sweaty thong over Helga's face.
The man grabbed her breasts from behind, getting a good hold on those big and fatty mountains while his erection was so hard now that one could see the bulge through the white fabric of his suit. "Damn . . . you look even better now . . ." Max grunted, his only hand constantly moving from nipple to nipple, pressing and squeezing the black peaks on those caramel mammaries.
"Stop the flattery and show me that dick, papito rico," Olivia answered, her breath getting ragged as she was waiting for this moment. She turned around and helped Max to get undressed, exposing not only that massive bitch breaker that was 100% unnatural but also those chiseled abs and pristine pectorals.
Olivia bit her lower lip, the drop of precum on that huge tip tainting her sweaty abdomen. "Puta madre . . . it reaches my belly button," she mumbled, feeling her cunt not only on fire but also her womb itching. This was the point where she forgot all about her evil plans and focused on just enjoying the ride.
Helga was shocked by the sheer size of that thing. It was the first time that she had seen it, and one single thought crossed her head: she wanted it. Of course, it was too big for the woman , but that would not stop her; her ambitions were even bigger than her ego.
"You are wasting your seed on that woman!" She snarled, blushing at the view alone.
Max ignored Helga, well, at least in words, as he made sure to give her a good view of his cock before getting behind Olivia again. "Hey, why are you getting more . . . Spanish?" He asked with a curious tone, his hand now going down and testing if that perfectly shaved pussy was wet.
The girl let out a small moan as the fingers went inside her cunt and came out with long, sticky strings of translucent fluid. "Oh, I know what you have for Mexican girls, Texan boy . . . I am just trying to do my part . . . " she said and winked at him.
"Are you serious? Are you going to mix your genes with that woman instead of me?! She is inferior in everything!" Helga yelled at him, her loins already starting to get wet from the foreplay alone.
"Oh, is it because I am Argentinian? Typical of a German," the sly fox remarked and rolled her eyes with a smug smile.
Helga scoffed at that mention. "Ha! Like that would matter, I am sure you have more German DNA than I. Also, I am not German; I am from Quebec!" She yelled. For her, all the races were inferior to her, as she was the superior expression of what a human could be.
Olivia took a deep breath and nodded. "Fair point," she finally said before Max grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Less talking and more bending over!" He grunted and then bent her ass over one of the tables in the control room, exposing that posterior to him in all its glory.
The second that Olivia felt that obelisk of virility throbbing between her ass cheeks, she smirked. They were in the perfect angle to give her, Helga, a nice side view of the show. "Come on! Shove it inside!" She pleaded and slapped her own posterior.
Olivia rolled her eyes to the back of her head and curled her fingers the second she felt that cock breaking through her pussy and punching her cervix. Just this long sensation of pleasure, accentuated by a drop of pain at the end. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh puta madre que rico . . . " she mumbled, the man staying balls deep into her for a few seconds.
Max was just enjoying the hot and tight sensation around his cock and the view of that fat brown ass getting slammed against his pale waist. "Fuck . . . so tight . . ." he mumbled, using his hand to spread that posterior and getting a good view of the girl's asshole before starting to move.
"Mine is tighter . . ." Helga corrected him, her gaze fixed on the two healthy adults fucking without her.
The man started slowly, using his hand to slap that ass in between long strikes. Almost taking his cock out to shove it all into that cunt. Olivia was just moaning and grunting, clearly enjoying each second of this, slowly building her orgasm.
Then, when her pussy was used to the size of that manhood, Max grabbed her ponytail. She widened her eyes. "Mi—" she only managed to mutter the first part of a word before the man truly began to drill.
A subtle spicy pain assaulted both her head and pussy while Max made her to arch her back by grabbing her pony tail and pounded her ass like there was no tomorrow. Precum and semen weaved between the two as his cock was almost no longer leaving her cunt; those long strokes were replaced by a constant barrage of short and fast punches to her cervix.
Helga bit her lower lip as she rubbed her legs together. Cursing internally, not because she was tied to her chair but because her hands were bound, stopping her from masturbating. She had to admit live performances were the best; it was not only the high-quality view of the two fucking but also the noise, the vibrations on the floor with each thrust, and the stench of sex.
What really was making her head spin was Max taking a glimpse of her with his red eyes after each dozen pumps. He was making an indecent proposal without saying a single word.
"Where do you want it? You want it inside and become my bitch?!" Max yelled at her, rubbing the gate of her womb with his cock out of her cunt now that his balls were about to explode. He wanted to do it inside; he wanted to breed her not out of a magistral plan or even reasoning—it was his primal brain pushing him to spread his bloodline.
The biomancer knew well that doing it without condoms, being two healthy young adults, and, most importantly, his self-inflicted increase of virility by an increase in the amount and density of his swimmers guaranteed him turning into a dad. However, that only made his hips move faster.
Olivia didn't care; actually, she did, but she cared about getting her womb bleached by the man. She just needed to get the hot sensation of her chalice flooded by her new stud. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Si! Si! Si! ! Adentro! Lo quiero adentro!" She begged, and Max followed the woman's plan.
Max gritted his teeth and let out a muffled grunt, balls deep inside Olivia, poking inside her womb, and then clenched his balls. A gush of semen exploded from his tip; shot after shot of an unnatural amount of semen was drained right into the girl's fertile land.
She screamed, just a pure and primal howl of pleasure, her eyes rolling to the back of her head and pulling out her tongue. Olivia's whole body tensed up and squirted all over the floor, just this gush of girl cum that had the same strength as the cock bursting in her cunt.
With his powers, Max could sense it. Olivia's ovule was getting attacked and cornered by his sperm, the swimmers pouncing and hitting the girl's chemical walls until eventually, one managed to get in. A second later, both had merged their genes together to accomplish a complete and perfect fertilization.
Olivia just smiled, her body going limp for a second as her power told her that she was now a mom. She . . . could get used to something like this. If the woman had to choose a baby daddy, a biomancer who was not a psycho was the best and most healthy option. At least she would never get bored in bed.
After a few seconds, the man pulled out, leaving only a gaping cunt oozing seed all over the floor. "Que . . . caliente . . ." Olivia mumbled, her legs still shaking and feeling the hot seed draining out of her, traveling down the inner part of her thighs.
"Ah . . . ah . . . ah . . . I could feel it . . with my power . . . my sperm entering your egg . . . " the man confessed and gave another slap to that ass, now red from the constant pounding.
The girl just nodded, lost in the bliss with her now messy hair, and just accepting that she got pregnant. "Puta madre . . . you fuck like a thug straight out of jail . . ." Olivia complimented him.
"Dammit! Are you done wasting your time?!" Helga barked, clearly sexually frustrated, as the lack of movement didn't allow her to reach her own orgasm, and now that the show was over, she was left clam-jammed.