Carrie squeezed her legs. The creamy yoke that had once been Todd's life was now an
annoying runny nuisance, a ticklish drool that was only increasing in volume. The poor
little thing was transfered from right to left thigh, Her hard tan thighs tranferred baby batter
between them, and her pussy felt positively swishy. She felt a little guilty about
terminating little Todd after she promised to nuture him. Well, she mused a little sadly,
she mustn't let her emotions get the better of her. He was only ejaculate now, and the
smell of semen was so familiar to her. "My, my, my," she laughed to herself. What
became of my little Cutie? I had bigger plans for you. Poor baby, what should I do with
you now. Conception was not an option now." There's no way I can make a baby out of
you." She began to
think of times this scent had enveloped her and how she had dealt was the messy
consequences. He was sperm.
Only sperm. And she had known so much sperm. This wasn't the first time she had leaked
man juice. She took her finger and collected a little tear-shaped glob of Todd juice.
"Hmmmm," you
smell like man chowder. Maybe you..." A wicked grin flashed on her face. "Taste like man
chowder? By the way Todd, just so you know.. I am not a spitter." t
She chuckled and a sharp pearly white grin illuminated her face. She licked her lips
devilishly. Toddy was going bye-bye. Her tounge flicker over the creamy jizz on her index
finger that had been her
baby. "Umm,
yummy!" She savored the musty sharp tang in the slurry of Todd's conception juice. For a
moment she thought about the musty bead in her mouth as a baby, boy and man, and
sighing softly at the delicate complexity of the taste of him. Her tounge rolled him around
her mouth and her as her saliva mixed with the ejaculate, the flavor began to dissolve.
What to do now? She blinked and swallowed what little of him was left.