Lincoln Loud was what most would call a very handy and hardworking landlord. If you needed a hand with something, he'd help you. A busted door, he'd figure out what was wrong. A problem with the heating or the ceiling fan, Lincoln would get right to it. A horny and desirable nurse needing a good screw after a double shift, he was your man to say the least.
"Oh si, papi! Give me more! Dame más!" Maria cried out as Lincoln thrusted into her. "Yes, yes, yes, yes! Just like that!"
Lincoln and Maria were as naked as the day they were born inside the shower of Maria's apartment. They had gotten undressed and started going at it like a couple of animals in the middle of mating season. Lincoln pushed Maria against the tiled wall of the shower, holding on to her right leg as he thrusted into her with wild abandon. Her matured beauty was something that he couldn't get enough of. His raging erection was going in and out of her with the sole purpose of unleashing his desires.
"Damn, Maria! You're so tight and so hot!" Lincoln grunted. "You are so attractive, how could you only have two children?!" He added, gazing into her brown eyes.
"Maybe I just needed the proper breeding stud to fill me with his children~." Maria saucily replied, giving Lincoln bedroom eyes.
Maria pulled Lincoln into a passionate kiss, savoring his mouth to know all that he had tasted that day, from his breakfast to the other women that he had bedded. She had spent a good portion of her adult life keeping up with two children as a single mother, leaving her with a lot of pent up desires. She wanted to feel like a woman so badly, which was why when the male heir of such a big family came to work as a landlord, she was all for it. Her breasts bounced against his chest like the erotically charged funbags that they were. Maria's mind drifted as Lincoln struck at her G-spot like a battering ram would a fortified gate. She imagined how large her stomach would be if she got pregnant with his child. She was still fertile after all. A devious smile stretched on her face from ear to ear as the sound of water falling and skin slapping mixed and blended like a symphony of primal needs.
Lincoln felt his balls slapping against her large thick ass. He was getting close. His manhood was getting harder and full with his seed. He felt how his lover's folds pulled him in like flower petals caressing his erection. He wanted more. He wanted to feel her walls fill with his seed and be painted white with it. He broke the passionate kiss, plunging at Maria's large F-cup breasts. He bit into her nipples, slurping at them like a thirsty man would suck out the last drop of water from a desert.
"Oh, Lincoln, yes~! Make me feel like a virgin on her honeymoon~!" Maria screamed in passion. "I wanna have a large load from you~! I want to look four months pregnant! I want to feel just like you make my daughter feel! I'm sorry if this old woman isn't enough for you!"
Lincoln stopped sucking on her mature breasts before gazing into her eyes once more.
"Don't say that, Maria." Lincoln pleaded, with a kindness that didn't fit the situation but still made Maria's heart flutter like a lovestruck school girl. "You may be a bit older, but you are still a very beautiful woman. Any man would be lucky to have you as a lover. I feel very happy to be the one that can share your bed, or your shower in this case."
Maria's eyes turned to hearts as her core burnt up like a recently ignited flame. She sealed Lincoln's lips once more in another passionate make out session. She pulled him deeply into their embrace as his thrusts became shorter but faster. Maria felt rejuvenated, like a woman that had just turned twenty one. She wanted more of this passionate sex-no-more of this passionate mating of love. She felt his manhood growing larger and warmer than the hot water falling down on them. She would have what she wanted.
Lincoln and Maria grunted in pleasurable unison as his seed and her juices climaxed at the same time. They held together as their mating brought them to an afterglow that made them fall down to the floor. They broke their kiss as they stared into each other's eyes once more. Lincoln and Maria looked down at where his manhood and her pussy were connected, spotting the large load of thick seed flowing out of Maria.
"Lincoln... I think… you… got me… pregnant with all that seed~." Maria panted.
"Didn't you say, it was a safe day?" Lincoln asked.
"Yes, but with all that? Who knows." Maria sighed, kissing Lincoln once more.
Lincoln and Maria remained still as their strength had been zapped from their bodies.
However, neither of them knew that a pair of lilac colored eyes were looking at them through the steam. The owner of the eyes silently moved out of the bathroom with the silent footing of a cat, her eyes never leaving the sight of the lovers. The owner left the apartment, allowing her womanly silhouette to be seen in all her glory.
"Soon Lincoln~. I shall fulfill the promise I made~." She whispered. "I cannot wait to feel you jumpstart my heart~. That just sent chills down my spine."
The next day, Lincoln had gotten a request from another tenant. According to the message he received, there was a problem with the lighting of the room. This confused Lincoln a bit. He assumed that it was a problem with the lights, hopefully he wouldn't have to call in a repairman. He made it to apartment 212 a short while after receiving the message. He knocked on the door a couple times to get the attention of the person that lived in the unit. He did not hear a reply. Lincoln waited a little bit, wondering if he was in the right apartment unit.
"Maybe they aren't home." Lincoln muttered, turning around.
Just then, the door slowly opened behind him.
Lincoln turned around, seeing the door open to the darkened room. He saw a lit candle coming from the bedroom.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" Lincoln asked, stepping into the room.
Lincoln felt as though he was in some horror movie scene, and the vampire of the film was just waiting to pounce on him.
"Forgive me." A soft voice said, sending a shot of chills up Lincoln's spine.
Lincoln jumped up in terror, feeling his hair stand on end. Turning around after his scare, showed the young landlord who was the owner of the voice. He was slightly surprised by the sight of the young woman before him.
She had pale skin, long black hair that reached down to her upper back and a long bang covered the right side of her face. She had some make up on her face, her lips colored with black lipstick and her eyes with light purple eyeliner. She wore a dark purple dress with long sleeves that reached to her middle finger and her skirt covered her feet as if it was the tail of a ghost. Her dress hugged her body like a second skin and showed off her womanly hourglass curvy body.
It took a moment for Lincoln's heart to calm down. He grasped his chest to alleviate his heartbeat. He then looked at the ghostly woman as she slowly closed the door. He recognized her as one of his sister Lucy's friends.
"My apologies, Mr. Loud. I did not intend to frighten you. I am the tenant of this unit. My name is Haiku. I am a student of Literature at the university." Haiku presented herself with a courtesy bow.
After taking a few breaths, Lincoln replied.
"I remember you. You are friends with my sister Lucy." Lincoln said, extending his hand to greet her. "I did not know that you were a tenant here. And please, call me Lincoln."
"Lincoln, it brings a warm feeling to my heart to know that you remember me." Haiku replied, kissing Lincoln's hand.
Lincoln was slightly put off by her actions. He could feel her eyes looking at him through the dim lighting. He felt as if a ghostly apparition of a lost love was looking at him. He'd been receiving looks of passion, love and desire as of late, but this one carried a different feel to it. It was as though a ghost was trying to seduce him.
"Um, I'm here to check out the lights. You said in your message that there was a problem." Lincoln said, getting a blush on his face. "Is one of the light bulbs broken or is there something else going on?"
Lincoln found the light switches of the room. He flicked them on, turning on the lights. He saw the room become engulfed in light. He observed the lights for a little bit only seeing Haiku recoil slightly from the light. Lincoln turned them off, leaving them by the few candles that were still lit.
"It seems that everything is in order. What exactly is the problem that you've been having?" Lincoln asked.
"I must confess, Lincoln. That the reason behind me calling upon you has more to do with a more physical issue that I promised myself." Haiku replied, pressing herself upon Lincoln.
Lincoln gazed into her dark eyes and he could already understand what she was talking about. He wondered how the tales of his supposed godly virility spread so fast throughout the apartment units. It was as though he wasn't so much a landlord and more the protagonist of someone's harem story. He didn't know if he should feel like a real lucky guy or someone that would have to pay for child support for the rest of his life.
"..Lincoln, as the muse to your sister's work, I ask you to inspire me and fulfill the promise that every artist makes to their inspiration." Haiku said, pressing her large breasts against Lincoln's chest.
"What works?" Lincoln asked.
Haiku grew a small smile, like the one a lady of the night would give before showing her fangs. She reached up to his ear and whispered to him. She recounted all the poetry that his sister had written thinking of him as well as her other written works that she shared with all her female friends. Haiku felt Lincoln's face and body heat up as she went into detail of certain parts. She assumed that Lincoln had a nagging feeling of her goth sister's tendencies, but always thought that she'd outgrow them. Her pale hand reached down to Lincoln's manhood as she felt how he grew hard when she spoke of certain scenes.
Lincoln for his part couldn't believe how his sister could have written such things. The worst part was that they brought up sexual desires upon him. He had been getting to release a lot of his pent up desires recently and now he was told all the things that had been written with him in mind. Lincoln tried to hide his erection but as Haiku recounted the scenes and poems in her seductive whispering and rubbed his mahood with her slightly cold hand, he found it quite hard. He didn't believe his little sister who'd grown up into such a well developed woman could write such erotic scenes.
"I've committed every story to memory, the thought of you making love to women in such a way puts a beat on my heart." Haiku said. "And after hearing stories of such acts of lively passion, I couldn't stand it any longer. Please, become my muse~." She kissed his neck and cheek.
Lincoln stiffened up in all parts of his body. He wrapped his arms around her narrowed waist, grabbing hold of her heart shaped ass. Her moans were like a hypnotic melody to his ears. He moved his face embracing her in a kiss. His tongue wrapped around her own, warming her to the point of making her quiver against his body.
Haiku moaned in pleasure as her body began to warm up. Despite her spectral visage, she was still of flesh and blood and was now responding to her womanly desires. She often imagined herself in the place of the women in the poems and the stories she read, surrendering her body, mind and soul to a higher desire. She felt warm as she rubbed her legs against each other. If Lincoln had been a vampire or some other supernatural creature she would be in her version of the afterlife.
"Lincoln, my muse and master, take me to my chambers and write an odyssey of pleasures in my body~." Haiku whispered.
Lincoln decided to do as she asked. He even decided to play the role of the lover she desired.
"As you wish my angel of the shadows." Lincoln said in his best imitation of a vampire.
Haiku forced herself to hold back a giggle of excitement. But she couldn't hide how much she wanted this. She led Lincoln all the way to her bed, allowing her silky dress to fall and reveal her pale yet beautiful body to her new muse. Her perky DD-cup breasts bounced as she engaged in another passionate make out session with the man she'd read so much about. She felt herself filled with inspiration of what she could do with all this new knowledge and emotions.
"Lincoln, I can see it now!" Haiku moaned. "You are able to elicit so much emotion from me by merely kissing. I want more~!" She added, pulling Lincoln onto the bed on top of her.
Lincoln watched her breasts bounce as they fell on the soft bed covered in silky red sheets, fit for a vampiric love making session. He pulled off his shirt and took off his pants, releasing his erect manhood for Haiku to see. He felt her heartbeat raise like the one of a woman being face to face with a real vampire. But wasn't out of fear, he could see that she was excited. He gazed down, spotting a patch of black hair glistening with her juices. He kissed her neck and breasts like a bat marking its prey.
"Yes~! More~! More~! My muse!" Haiku moaned in pleasure. "I can see that the stories and scenes live up in vivid description~."
"I still don't understand how my sister ever had a good look at my junk." Lincoln muttered, wondering how her extremely thick sister was able to still sneak up on people.
Lincoln decided to put away those thoughts as he looked down to her womanhood. He moved down, pulling up her hips and lower lips. He was face to face with the glistening lips of her pussy and the black patch of hair. He stuck his tongue deep into her womanhood causing her to gasp. He started sucking and moving around his tongue, tasting the sweet juices of her nether regions. He struck his fingers into her folds, caressing them and tickling her desires like a violinist would play the violin. Her moans of pleasure told him the effects of what he was doing. He felt as though he was raising her from the dead with the help of the carnal pleasures of the flesh.
"Yes~ yes~ yes~ yes~!" Haiku screamed in pleasure.
The gothic poet's face lit up, color had returned to her body. She was heating up in desire. Her breasts bounced as her breathing increased in desire. Her body was feeling more alive than ever and she was sure of one thing, the books and poems had undermined the skills Lincoln had for love making. She felt jealous of all the women that had gone before her. She wished to tell Lucy all that she was experiencing at that moment, but she knew that this was only the beginning.
"Lincoln my love, forget the stall~. Make me your lady~. Make my heart beat, fuck me to life~!" Haiku moaned as she came on Lincoln's lips.
Lincoln swirled his tongue around her folds, tasting her juices a little longer. He pulled out his tongue, leaving a trail of saliva that connected her folds with his mouth. He placed her back down on the bed before aiming his manhood at her entrance. He slowly pierced her folds, engulfing himself inside her. Lincoln broke Haiku's virginity, causing her some pain and pleasure as the feelings made her feel alive.
Haiku wrapped her legs around Lincoln's hips as she screamed out in pleasure.
"I forego my white sheets. I give myself to my desires~. I accept you, my muse." Haiku moaned.
Lincoln grabbed hold of Haiku's large breasts. He groped them with his fingers, sending pleasurable motions through her body. He kissed her on the lips until she was ready for him to move.
"Move my muse, make me feel alive." Haiku panted from all the kissing.
Lincoln started to move his hips. He didn't waste any time in looking for her pleasurable points, he struck them all with a slow rhythm. He felt her warm folds holding onto his erection like the grip of a warm and comfortable death that made you feel very much alive. Her toned legs pulled him in, deeper into her pussy. Not wanting to leave her with all the work, Lincoln thrusted harder into her, bringing out loud gasps and cries of pleasure. He felt her breasts bounce against his chest, feeling her grey nipples rubbing against him. He knew which points to hit and how to make her feel amazing. Her cries of pleasure were enough for him to grope her breasts with a harder hand.
Haiku for her part was completely enticed by his skills as a lover. Her mind was going out on a tangent of sexually erotic poems and stories. In each one the protagonist fell in love with two siblings and made love with each of them as the threat of darkness and death. But in truth, they were all the things that she was feeling as Lincoln thrusted into her like a man filled with primal desire. She felt no illusion of romance, this was the powerful feeling of love and receiving love from another being that had been around since the dark beginnings of humanity. She cried out in pleasure, moaning and gasping as though her whole brain was wiped of any fancy words.
"Lincoln, I'm cumming! I want to be filled with your seed deep inside me and become enlightened by you!" Haiku screamed, tightly wrapping her arms and legs around Lincoln.
"You want me to cum inside you, then?" Lincoln asked, feeling his release coming in right behind him.
"Fuck my pussy full of your lifegranting seed! Yes, I want it all inside me!" Haiku replied as her tongue spasmed out of her mouth.
Lincoln kissed her once more, bringing her into a deeper hug. He thrusted harder into her folds. His manhood had grown larger and harder, filled with his seed. He struck her entrance, feeling it open up to receive his seed. He continued thrusting deeply into Haiku, feeling her body grow hotter to the point of making her feel as though she was in heat. Lincoln kissed Haiku as his erection landed a devastating strike at her entrance. He came deeply inside her.
Haiku moaned in pleasure as her juices coated his manhood and his seed was pumped into her. She felt full of life and her mind was clear enough to think and do whatever she wanted. She fell down to the bed with Lincoln on top of her.
"Are you alright?" Lincoln asked.
"I feel like I could have a great death after such an amazing night of pleasure." Haiku panted.
Lincoln then blew out the candle, allowing her to sleep and preventing any fire hazards.
Lincoln left Haiku to rest up before continuing on his own duties. He spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning and looking at the apartment for anything that needed fixing. He then got a call on his phone from Carlota.
"Hello." Lincoln answered.
"Hey lover~, have you missed me? I just got a break from work and I was thinking of going for a spot of lunch. Wanna join me?" Carlota asked over the phone.
"Yeah, I'm just finished up in the apartment. Where do I meet you?" Lincoln asked.
"I'll send you the address, and wear something sexy~. See you there conejito~." Clarota replied, before hanging up the call.
Lincoln walked to the restaurant that Carlota had told him of. He was met with a rather fancy spot.
The restaurant looked like a French Chateau in the middle of the park. It had a black tiled roof with a black wooden door. A bed of red and purple flowers adorned the entrance of the restaurant. While the windows were all blackened, keeping the patrons and whatever happened from the eyes of the public.
Lincoln felt a bit underdressed as Carlota hadn't told him that this place required a dress code. He spotted a sign that read 'Knock First'. He did as the sign instructed. He waited for the door to open. Lincoln was met with the sight of a man wearing a traditional inn keeping suit and a mask of an aristocrat on his face.
"May I help you, sir?" the man asked.
"I-I hope so. My name is Lincoln and I'm looking for Ms. Carlota Casagrande." Lincoln replied hesitantly. "I think we have a reservation?"
"Ah, you must be Mr. Loud. Please come in, Lady Carlota is waiting for you." the man replied after his mood did a 180. "The lady is waiting for you."
Lincoln stepped into the restaurant wondering if he was in the right spot. He was getting a lot of Hell Fire Club vibes from the place. He walked down the hall that was adorned with black hardwood floors, white walls with dimly lit lights scattered between the different pictures of the restaurant and its patrons. Lincoln spotted pictures of people dressed like lords or ladies from noble European houses playing cards with one another. He also saw a lot of very beautiful women dressed in very exciting and revealing clothes. He went over everything he knew about Carlota, none of it made him understand how she got mixed up in this place. However his doubts would have to wait as he had arrived at a nice dining area.
"Linky, over here!" Carlota called out.
Lincoln spotted her wearing her normal clothes.
"Hello, Lady Carlota." Lincoln greeted with a curly bow. "I wasn't expecting you to invite me here."
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, lover." Carlota replied as Lincoln sat down next to her. "I run a makeup and hairstyling services business and the girls and men here are some of my biggest clients. I also happen to know some of the girls. One of them actually lives in the apartment~."
"Oh, who? Do I know them?" Lincoln wondered.
"You could say you do~." Carlota replied with a smile that could only mean she had something sexy in mind.
Just then the waitress of their table arrived and her looks were just breathtaking to be honest.
"Hello there~. May I get your order?"
Lincoln recognized the voice. He turned to see the owner of the voice.
She had tanned skin with freckles on her face, short black hair that made it to the upper part of her neck before it sprung up like a pixie's hair. Her dark brown eyes looked at Lincoln through her white domino mask as a smile on her face was anything but mischievous. She wore a French Maid uniform with a short black skirt and top with a white apron and hat on top of her head. If there was ever any pictures that gave men reasons to go after the maids. Her uniform was tightly wrapped around her body to the point that one forceful move could make the buttons of the blouse pop out and blind a man. Her tanned flesh was pooled on her top like a large bowl of pudding, and her large thick ass was only a moment away from tearing off her skirt and showing off her underwear.
"Hello, Lincoln." the waitress greeted.
"I take it you know each other." Carlota chided in, giving a toothy grin.
"Stella?" Lincoln asked, wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him on the dim light.
"Bet you weren't expecting to see me working here." Stella Zhau replied before turning to Carlota. "What would the lady want?"
Carlota gestured Stella towards her.
"I'd like you and him upstairs, consider it a bonus for referring him to the apartment and getting us our best landlord." Carlota whispered. "And if you are left with ganas you can have him or both of us back home."
Stella was thankful that she was wearing a mask and that the light couldn't show her face. She pulled back with a smile on her face.
"Please follow me then." Stella said, guiding Carlota and a still confused Lincoln upstairs.
They walked up to the second floor, following Stella in her sexy maid uniform. They arrived in a dimly lit room filled with a large bed that could easily fit three or four people at the same time.
"So, how would you like to start?" Stella asked, getting on a less fancy tone.
"I think you should get your shot at Lincoln first while I watch." Carlota said, taking off her shirt, allowing her large G-cup breasts to bounce freely.
"Wait, you can do that here?" Lincoln asked as Carlota gave him a sneaky smile.
"This place works as both a restaurant and as a special service locale. It is what gives this small place such a big reputation by those that want some extra spice to their meal." Carlota explained. "Don't worry, it all comes with consent. If a woman or man doesn't want to then they don't go upstairs. Now, Lincoln, your newest lady awaits." She said, taking off the last pieces of her clothes.
Lincoln turned to see Stell who walked towards him. She had taken off her mask and kissed him. Lincoln decided to not question the situation that he was in was no different or out of place compared to the one he was already in. He faced into the kiss, having his tongue expertly make her shudder in pleasure. His hands wrapped around her waist as he moved her towards the bed.
They landed on the bed as Carlota began to masterbate at the sight.
"Oh Lincoln, you have no idea how long I've waited for this." Stella moaned, feeling the strain of her uniform. "You ready to see what I've got under this dress~?"
Lincoln didn't wait long, he unbuttoned her with one fell move. He freed her large breasts from their containment. He was greeted with a pair of large E-cup breasts of tanned breasts. His hands dug into her tanned and succulent flesh, making sure that she felt the strength and tenderness of his skill. He continued kissing her cheek and neck, making her moan in pleasure and shudder on the bed.
"Yes, oh yes, oh yes~! That's the spot Lincoln~!" Stella moaned as her legs rubbed against each other.
Stella felt like she was in heaven, as Lincoln's mere touch sent her to a spiral of pleasure. She moved her own hands around Lincoln's body. She gave him a lovely honk at his ass, edging him to give her what she wants. Her hands move from the back of his pants to the front. She wrestled the belt and the pants off making sure that the man she yearned for to be unbothered and unavoided. Stella was met with the hard manhood that had made so many women submit to the whitehaired man.
"Jesus, Lincoln, how the hell do you walk with this massive thing between your legs?" Stella asked, astounded by the sheer size of it.
"Oh yeah, he is truly gifted~." Carlota said, biting her lips as her fingers teased and delved deep into her folds. "You will never want another man in your life after him~. I'm almost having second thoughts about letting you go first~."
Carlota laid on the other side of the bed. Her legs were spread and her desire grew with every passing finger caressing her lower lips. She loved to see Lincoln do his magic almost as much as she loved being done the same kind of magic.
Stella didn't need to wait to get ready for Lincoln's manhood. She wanted him deeply inside her already. She spread her legs, pulling up her skirt, letting her large thick ass show and her patch of black silky hair covered only by a black pair of panites. She moved them to the side, showing the glistening lips.
"Take me as yours Lincoln~." Stella begged, spreading her lips with a great desire.
Lincoln nodded at her words. He was too enthralled by the atmosphere that engulfed him, the smell of two young and desirable women beckoned him forward. He grabbed his manhood and aimed it at her entrance. He rubbed his manhood's head against her folds, wetting it enough for his grand entrance. Once his manhood was wet enough he thrusted into her folds. Lincoln groaned in pleasure as his manhood was engulfed into her folds like a strong yet soft womanly hand.
"Stella, you feel amazing~." Lincoln moaned as he got used to the folds surrounding his manhood.
Stella for her part was moaning in pleasure. She felt so full and so enamored by the feeling of having Lincoln inside her. She lifted her hips, giving Lincoln a better angle to go deeper inside her. Every single one of her pleasure points was being struck by Lincoln's manhood as he slowly moved deeply into her. She loved receiving his manhood in this position.
"Oh, mating press~? You naughty girl, Stella." Carlota moaned as she continued to watch the mating in front of her.
Lincoln thrusted deeply into Stella's womanhood, using the new position to make her cry out in pleasure. He grabbed hold of her hips with his fingers digging into her large thick ass. He pulled her towards him as her legs dangled around him before they wrapped around his waist. He lifted himself with his legs, using the gravity and position to hit her more sensitive spots with more strength and animalistic desire. His manhood delved deep into her folds as the two lovers shared another passionate kiss. Lincoln's tongue wrestled with Stella's although it was more like his tongue was tossing her around. His greater experience made him a far more assertive kisser, causing Stella to moan into the kiss.
Stella broke the kiss, panting out of pleasure and for lack of air. Her face was so red that if she were in an illuminated room, she'd look as if she was sunburnt. She gasped, searching for the right words to describe what she was feeling but bit by bit her mind grew blank with euphoria. She felt her breasts bouncing wildly to the point one of them almost punched her or Lincoln in the face. However, as soon as her breasts bounced back towards her face, Lincoln caught it with his mouth. She cried out as he began to lick and suck on her nipples.
"Oh yes, Lincoln! Suck on them more! Drive me crazy playing with my tits!" Stella cried out as Lincoln grabbed hold of her breasts. "YEAH! Just like that~!" She added like a whore wanting nothing but the feeling of her lover.
Lincoln was more than encouraged by her words. His fingers sought and found her sensitive spots within her breasts. He groped them with great skill as his tongue licked and kissed her nipples like a master.
Stella's eyes rolled back as she pulled Lincoln deeper into her. She had never felt like this before. Her past boyfriends were now none existent compared to the great lover that was making her his. She felt like a hopeless lovestriken maiden that was just now having sex with the man she was in love with. It was as though this was the first time she'd have sex after being edged for many years. Every thrust she received was like she was being prodded by a mighty breeding tool. She cried out as she came with every strike she received from Lincoln. Stella's eyes wandered to Carlota's sweaty, thick and eroctically charged body. Carlota's body was like a temple of fertility that edged those around her to mate either with her or with someone next to them. Stella could feel the burning stare that latina was giving her.
"Oh god~! Lincoln, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Stella cried out as Lincoln increased his speed. "Fill me deep inside with your seed! Knock me up with one shot!"
"You heard her, Linky~! Cum, cum with your women and knock us up!" Carlota added, feeling her own desired climax coming.
Lincoln was not going to let down the two women. He felt his manhood grow larger and harder, filled with his seed. He struck at her folds with a wild desire to fill up Stella and Carlota at the same time. He gave one final thrust, climaxing within the young woman. His seed painted Stella's womb as her juices coated his erection.
Carlota came right next to them, releasing her own juices on her hand and thighs.
The three lovers moaned in pleasure, feeling the afterglow of their mating and masturbation, the verbing of the adjective noun.
Lincoln spotted the small bulge that was now on Stella's stomach.
"You look like you were really into knocking her up, Lincky." Carlota panted, rubbing her hand on Stella's baby bump. "It almost makes me feel jealous. But I know that you aren't even close to finishing, Lincoln. So how about you make my mom a grandma and Ronnie an aunt~?" she teased, climbing on top of Stella while presenting her large thick ass and G-cup breasts to Lincoln.
Lincoln wiped the sweat from his brow, licking his lips. He smacked Carlota's ass, leaving a red print on her ready body. As he heard her cry in pleasure he inserted himself deeply into the thick latin beauty. He quickly began thrusting into her, hearing her moans echo in the room. As he pumped himself more and more into Carlota's body there were only two thoughts fueling him; the animalistic desire to breed a desirable woman and that he wasn't going to give this job up for anything in the world.