Helen and Gia looked sideways at each other, their faces still messy with spit and precum, their eyes teary and filled with shame. Their lips quivered from the earlier slaps, and they both clearly had a little shame left in them. They knew I could be much harsher if I didn't like what they were doing.
"Who wants to get pregnant first?" I asked again, my voice low and filled with dark hunger as I took my thick cock in my hand and stroked it slowly.
My eyes roamed over both mother and daughter's thick, juicy bodies, their heavy breasts, soft bellies, and wide, fertile hips. I wanted to cum so bad. I wanted to paint their curves and faces with my thick load, marking them like an animal claiming his property.
"I want to, Sir," Helen said quietly, looking down in deep shame.
