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It was suddenly too much for the teen. Chris started humping her like mad. His large cock pistoned in and out of her pussy so fast he started panting and sweat started glistening on his black skin. He was ready to cum. He wanted to cum so badly, but his amazing stamina allowed him to go another fifteen minutes at this quick pace before he started to feel the cum welling up in his balls. “Gonna cum,” he groaned…

Chris reared back and moved his hands to her thighs. He pushed back her legs back so that they were open farther. He angled his cock down and began fucking her harder, the whiskey coursing through his veins filling him with stamina and strength. He pulled his cock almost out and then let gravity slam his cock back into her womb.

“FUH KA ME!” she screamed, “FUCK ME!”

It was like her mind had trouble remembering the words the drugs or whatever she was on, had her so dumbed down. “I am fucking you, bitch.” he growled, looking into her half lidded eyes. “Just like I always dreamed I’d be fucking you. Giving you my big black cock.”

He slowly worked inch after inch inside her. Her pussy walls were hot and slick. Her vaginal muscles squeezed his cock, pulling him inwards, wanting him deeper. She moaned, eyes still closed, but her hips were now raising up into his cock as he pushed it deeper and deeper. He was only half in when he met resistance. Instinct told him that he was now as deep as her husband could go. Well Chris wasn’t old Mr. Stevens, he was a real man and he was going to fuck Mrs. Stevens like only a real man could…

Chris turned his attention to his neighbor. The wires running up to her tits were stretched taut as the poonbot pulled them. She was wincing in pain as her over inflated breasts were pulled upwards by the suction cups around her nipples. Short jets of milk continued filling the reservoir and dripped from the spigots. With a loud “POP!” the suction cups came free of her nipples. Brittany Stevens’ massive breasts jiggled up and down, milk shooting from her hard nipples to splatter all over the living room floor in front of her. For the first time she moved, stepping backward, arching her back, trying to maintain her balance as her breasts continued to shake…

Chris followed suit, holding his glass under the left spigot. Brittany’s breast milk filled the two glasses, the white fluid clouding the golden colored whiskey. They pulled their glasses away from the spigots before they overflowed.

“A toast to your new sex slave,” said the poonbot holding the glass up towards Chris…

Chris leaned closer, staring through the clear plastic of the spigots covering Brittany’s nipples. There was a soft “SPLOSHH!” as jets of milk shot from her nipples to strike the small bladder inside the spigots. His neighbor moaned in relief as she was milked. Jet after jet of milk filled the bladder which filled rapidly and then milk began dripping from the spigots…