Lola came home from the sperm donation clinic in a very horny mood, as you might expect. She told me all about it as I pounded her from the top, her legs spread, both hands down between her legs spreading her pussy as wide as it would go, inserting her eight fingers on either side of my cock in order to feel as full as possible, and squirting nearly continuously the entire time, soaking the bed and me.
When we were done and she had caught her breath, she relayed a little coda to the story. When she returned inside the clinic to grab her coat, she spoke to the receptionist about the possibility of. . . well, you know what? I don’t want to spoil the surprise, so I’ll just cut to the next time Lo met Terence at the clinic. Oh yes, there was a next time. Did you think there wouldn’t be?
They met in front of the clinic just like the first time. She greeted him, taking his hand in hers, standing on tiptoe, giving him a kiss. In the cold air, their breath created a small cloud before their faces. She let him see her breasts under her coat. This time she was wearing a turquoise blouse. It wasn’t transparent, but it was thin. No bra. Hard nipples in the winter chill. He liked what he saw. They entered the clinic and were greeted by a different, yet also attractive, receptionist.
Terence gave his name, received the specimen cup, and was told to proceed to room #3 again. Lo…