Marcy overrode her concerns and pushed Nate back onto the Laz-A-Boy, forcing it back.
She reminded herself that she was on the pill and she wasn't going to risk her tween fantasies now over issues like his sexual health. Marcy worked her way up the length of Nate's taunt body. His penis sticking in the air like a rocket about to head to outer space.
"There are two broad ways we can have sex, me on top of you or you on top of me. If I am on top let me guide you inside me."
Marcy lowered herself on the tip of this extra large penis.
"Aaaahahhh!" she groaned.
Slowly his cock disappeared into her pussy as the walls of her vagina gripped her lover's cock.
"sorry" Nate mumbled.
Marcy paused her boobs bouncing as sweat dripped down her skin. One droplet ran down her chest and hung on the tip of her nipple. Having a strange magnifying effect on any person looking at her rack.
"Okay" she gasped.
"Okay...there are two ways, I can grind my hips or bounce, what do you want?"
Erika has spied on Nancy having sex with her boyfriends before and she had heard this phrase from her sister.
"Dealer's choice." Nate smiled benignly.
Marcy gripped his chest and started to bounce. Erika found that Nate's body was being take away from her control. Nate sat up and gripped Marcy by the swell of her buttocks. He could see his dick wrapped in the pink lips of her pussy.
"ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh" she moaned.
Her was bouncing up and down on the end of his dick. Her face was a mask of pain as he thrust harder into her.
"You...trying... get me...pregnant?" she gasped in time to his thrusts.
Erika would later remember the sweat coming off of Marcy's body in tiny streams, while Nate's own body seemed to be air conditioned. Sweat was flying off of her tits as they jiggled and bounced in time to her frantic movements. She was cutting lines through his shirt and skin with her fingernails. Marcy felt like his dick had gone as deep into her womb has it could grow, actually growing inside her. As thoughts of calling this off came to her mind, Nate flipped her on to her back. Now he was on top.
She was studying nursing but veterinarian nursing. It reminded her of the giant ass machine that cows were put into so they could be knocked up without the presence of a bull. With that in mind Marcy realized she had been sucked in, Nate might of been gay but he wasn't anymore. He was the prize winning bull and she was the doe eyed cow that would be the incubator. In that heart beat she felt all hope die.