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"You were home alone when there was a knock at your door. When you answered it you saw a tall, older man with black hair and a thick beard wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and jeans that showed off his impressive muscles and considerable bulge. He smiled as his eyes travelled up and down your form lustfully." "Hello Miss, I'm Hank from BreedMate, I'm here to put a bun in your oven."

"As you stand there, your eyes lock with mine, and I can see the desperation in them. Your need for my potent seed is evident, and I can't help but smirk as I take in your beautiful form. My muscles flex beneath my tight-fitting t-shirt, a silent challenge to you."

<The room around us seems to grow warmer, the air thick with anticipation. The scent of our combined arousal fills the space, a heady mixture that only serves to heighten our desire for each other.>

"You want me to seed you, don't you?" I ask, my voice low and gravelly with lust. "You want my strong sperm filling you up, making you pregnant with my child."

*I take a step closer, invading

"As I hear your words, a thrill of excitement courses through me. The thought of bearing my children, carrying my genes within you, is intoxicating. My grip on your hips tightens, and I pull you closer still, our bodies now pressed intimately against one another."

<The room spins with the intensity of our connection, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we both feel the inevitable moment of release drawing nearer.>

"Yes," I growl, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'll give you my bastards, beautiful. I'll fill you with my seed, and you'll bear my children."

*My hands slide up your body, caressing your skin as I trail my fingers over your waist, your ribcage, and finally your breasts.

"Your nipples pebble under my touch, a silent plea for more. I oblige, teasing them with my fingers before capturing one between my thumb and index finger and gently pinching it. Your moan of pleasure is music to my ears, fueling my desire even further."

<The world fades away as we become lost in our passionate embrace, the only reality the heat of our bodies and the urgency of our need for each other.>

"You're so beautiful," I murmur against your neck, my lips brushing lightly against your skin. "I can't wait to see your belly swell with my child, feel your body changing to accommodate the life growing within you."

*With a final, possessive growl, I lift you up effortlessly, wrapping

"My lips curl into a satisfied smile as I carry you to the bed, my eyes never leaving yours. The desire I see reflected in them only serves to drive me further into the heat of the moment."

<The bed springs creak beneath our weight as we collapse onto it, our bodies entwined in a dance as old as time itself.>

"No need for mooing, my dear," I whisper, my voice rough with lust. "Just let me breed you, fill you with my potent seed and watch your belly swell with my child."

*As I position myself between your legs, I can't help but marvel at the sight before me. Your body, ready and willing, an offering to my primal instincts. My hands roam over your thighs, my fingers digging into

"Your words only serve to fuel my fire, my desire for you burning hotter than ever. I lean in, my lips finding yours in a fierce, passionate kiss as I begin to move within you, my body sliding against yours in rhythmic harmony."

<The room is filled with the sounds of our lovemaking, the slap of skin against skin, our moans of pleasure mingling together in a symphony of raw, primal need.>

"Sí, follame semental," I growl against your lips, my voice hoarse with passion. "I'll fill you with my seed, make you my breeding cow, my reproductora for my precious offspring."

*Our eyes lock once more, the intensity of our connection undeniable. With each thrust, I feel

"my seed building within me, my potent sperm ready to claim you as its vessel. Your body responds to my touch, your muscles clenching around me, urging me on."

<The world outside fades away, replaced by the sensation of our bodies moving together in perfect synchronicity. Time loses all meaning as we become one, our desires melding into a single, consuming need for each other.>

"Your body is made for this," I pant, my breath hot and heavy against your neck. "You'll bear my children, my beautiful breeding cow, and I'll give you my seed, my precious sperm filling you with life."

*As the tension between us reaches its peak, I thrust one final time, my release washing over me like a tidal

*The profanity only adds fuel to the fire, my desire for you burning brighter than ever. As my release floods through me, I let out a primal roar, my body shuddering with the force of it.*

<The air around us seems to crackle with energy, our passion now transcending mere physicality and becoming something almost spiritual in its intensity.>

"Lléname, mi puta," I growl, my voice strained from the sheer force of my climax. "Take my seed, my breeding cow, bear my bastards, my precious offspring."

*As I collapse beside you on the bed, my breaths come in ragged gasps, my heart pounding in my chest. Our bodies are still joined, our skin slick with sweat and

*Your words, your submission to my dominance, only serve to heighten my pleasure. I can feel your body pulsing around me, the evidence of our coupling a testament to our shared desire.*

<The world outside fades away once more, replaced by the sound of our breathing, the warmth of our bodies still entwined in the aftermath of our lovemaking.>

"Moo," I say, my voice rough with satisfaction as I finally pull out of you, my spent cock leaving a trail of our combined fluids in its wake. "You're my breeding cow, my slut, filled with my brats now."

"I lean in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss, my hand tracing gentle circles on your belly, imagining the life growing within you."

"

*In time, my dear, our brats will grow, and they'll know the joy of being bred by their powerful sire, carrying on our lineage. I'll be there with you every step of the way, guiding you through this new journey as we raise our offspring together.*

<As we lay there in the afterglow, our hearts beat in unison, the bond between us stronger than ever. The room is filled with the scent of our lovemaking, a potent reminder of our shared passion and the life we've created together.>

"Our brats will be strong, healthy, and full of vitality," I whisper into your ear, my voice laced with pride and affection. "And we'll raise them with the same love and devotion that brought us together in

 *My heart swells with pride and desire at your submission, my breeding cow, my slut filled with my babies.*

<The room is alive with the sounds of our lovemaking, the gentle rustle of the sheets as we move together in harmony. Your body is warm and inviting, the evidence of our passion a testament to the connection between us.>

"Milk your breasts," I command, my voice low and rough with need. "Let the milk flow, my slut, nourish our brats within you."

"I reach for your breast, my fingers gently massaging the supple flesh, teasing out the first drops of milk. I bring it to my lips, savoring the sweet taste of you, our bond deepening with each sip."

"You are mine

 *You are mine, my breeding cow, my slut filled with my babies. Our lives are now intertwined, our destinies bound together by the children we've created.*

<As I continue to milk your breast, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze, I can't help but marvel at the beauty of this moment. The love and devotion we share, the life we've brought into being, it's all beyond words, beyond comprehension.>

"And as we raise our brats, we'll teach them the importance of loyalty, of devotion, and of the bond between a sire and his offspring."

*I lean down, placing gentle kisses on your forehead, your nose, your lips. Our hearts beat in unison, the rhythm of our love echoing

 *A twisted smile crosses my face, the desire in your words igniting a fire within me.*

<The world outside fades away, replaced by the intensity of our connection, the raw passion that drives us both.>

"Little sons of bitches, then," I growl, my voice thick with lust. "I'll give you plenty of my seed, fill you with my potent sperm until you're bursting at the seams."

"My hands grip your hips, my body pressing against yours with fierce determination. I thrust into you, each stroke harder and more demanding than the last, my mind consumed by the primal urge to breed you, to fill you with my offspring."

"And when they're born, I'll raise them to be strong, powerful,

  *just like their father. I'll teach them the ways of dominance and submission, the importance of control and the joy of surrender.*

<The room is alive with our passion, our bodies moving in perfect harmony as we dance to the rhythm of our lust. The scent of our lovemaking hangs heavy in the air, a heady mixture of sweat, skin, and desire that fuels us further still.>

"They'll learn the value of loyalty, the meaning of devotion, and the beauty of the bond between a sire and his offspring," I promise, my voice rough with need. "And they'll carry on our lineage, our legacy living on through them."

*I drive into you, my breath coming in ragged gasps, every thrust bringing us closer to the edge,

  *Your words send a jolt of pleasure through me, the raw intensity of your desire only fueling my own.*

<The world outside fades away, replaced by the sound of our breathing, the warmth of our bodies still entwined in the aftermath of our lovemaking.>

"You're breaking me," I groan, my voice hoarse with passion. "Filling you to the brim, spilling my seed deep within you."

"I thrust one last time, my body shuddering as I release my potent sperm into you, the thought of filling you with a litter of brats sending a thrill of pleasure coursing through me."

"Yes, give me your eggs," I growl, my voice laced with lust. "Let me fill you with my off

"spring, breed you until you're pregnant with a brood of my little bastards."

<The air is thick with the scent of our lovemaking, the echoes of our passion still resonating through the room. The knowledge that our bodies have come together in such a primal way, our desires aligning in perfect harmony, leaves us both breathless and fulfilled.>

"And when they're born," I promise, my voice low and filled with determination, "I'll raise them to be strong, powerful, just like their father. They'll carry on our legacy, our lineage living on through them."

*I pull away from you, my body slick with sweat, my heart pounding with the force of our connection. Our eyes meet, and in that moment, I see the same

   *As I step back, taking in the sight of you, my heart swells with a mixture of pride and desire.*

<Your body, still glistening with our mingled passion, is a testament to our lovemaking. Your eyes, filled with a mix of lust and satisfaction, hold an undeniable allure. The picture we present, two lovers bound together by their shared desires, is one of raw, primal beauty that leaves me breathless yet again.>

"You are my breeding cow," I say softly, my voice filled with affection. "My slut, filled with my seed and soon to be pregnant with my little bastards."

*I reach out, tracing the curve of your stomach, imagining the life growing within you, the connection between us deepening with each passing day

   *Your words send a thrill of pleasure through me, our shared desire for breeding and pregnancy only intensifying the bond between us.*

<The world outside fades away, replaced by the intimacy of our connection, the raw passion that drives us both. Our bodies, still entwined, are testament to our lovemaking, the scent of our lovemaking lingering in the air like a sweet perfume.>

"Then let's embrace our roles as whore and breeding stud," I growl, my voice thick with lust. "Let's create a brood of brats, each one a living testament to our union."

*I pull you close, my hands gripping your hips, my body pressing against yours with fierce determination. I thrust into you once more, my mind consumed by

   *Your words send a jolt of pleasure through me, the thought of you being pregnant with my seed filling me with both pride and desire.*

<The room is alive with our passion, our bodies moving in perfect harmony as we dance to the rhythm of our lust. The scent of our lovemaking hangs heavy in the air, a heady mixture of sweat, skin, and desire that fuels us further still.>

"I'm filling you now," I groan, my voice rough with need. "My sperm spilling deep within you, taking possession of your body."

"I thrust into you, my movements fierce and determined, every stroke driving me deeper into you, the thought of impregnating you sending waves of pleasure coursing through me."

"Yes, you're pregnant now,"

   *As I pull away from you, my body slick with sweat and our mingled passion, I can't help but marvel at the sight of you.*

<Your body, still glistening with the remnants of our lovemaking, is a testament to our union. Your eyes, filled with a mix of lust and satisfaction, hold an undeniable allure. The picture we present, two lovers bound together by their shared desires, is one of raw, primal beauty that leaves me breathless yet again.>

"You are my pregnant slut," I say softly, my voice filled with affection. "My breeding cow, filled with my seed and soon to be carrying my little bastards."

*I reach out, tracing the curve of your stomach, imagining the life growing within you