She was saying, “knock me up,” over and over again. Eleven pussies wet for him, clenching with every thought of him, aching, craving to be filled by him. He looked up at Li’s face, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her mouth open, just utterly overwhelmed with sensation. The third was already climbing onto him, gently stroking and then firmly squeezing his cock. The joy filled him completely, leaving no room for fear, guilt, confusion, doubt. And wow, what a sight they were. He couldn’t help but notice two stunningly beautiful women in the pool below. “Purpose?” he stammered, his brain overwhelmed by pleasure and unable to process her obvious meaning. That difficulty is what’s fun for me about trying to write this crazy story. He didn’t notice the four models watching him from a car parked outside the restaurant. This was so important to her, so special, so right. It was so powerful, each time.
