Page 52 of Serving Him

“Unnnh!” she cried out, cunt on fire, “Unnh, unnh!”

And my cock exploded then, stream after stream of hot white jetting in the small space, coating the shower walls with my virile cum, hot bubbly flying everywhere. Normally, Becky would have been sad to waste, she loves that stuff inside her, says it’s where my semen belongs, in her puss, ass, or mouth. But right now, with the impending delivery, we’ve been letting it fly, sometimes saving it in a cup and putting it into a freezer, or sometimes her mouth descends on my dickhead at the last minute, desperate to gulp.

But now it was too late, the stuff was spurting everywhere, goopy trails spraying the small stall. Besides, I don’t care, there’s plenty more, I’m a factory for this stuff and want more kids, probably four or five. So I didn’t hold back and the white was an abstract painting practically, lash after lash of semen exploding as Rebecca’s ass and pussy positively shattered on my face, the spasms so hard, so strong, that for a moment, I was afraid we might have triggered labor.

But no, my baby was just having a good time. Those huge boobs quivering, she came again and again, moaning and gasping, my tongue still buried in her anus, tasting that delicious rectum, savory and sweet.

“Ohhhh god, Kane,” she moaned again, heaving, eyes scrunched close with ecstasy as she squatted nude, above me. “Ohhh.”

And with that, I licked my lips then, reveling in the musky ass taste, loving every bit of my woman. Because my fears had been unfounded. Originally, I’d thought I was a dirty mofo, that I’d forced a virgin to bend this way and that, to give me everything because she was forced to. I thought Becky had put on a show because she needed money, because I was “the Man,” the one with the big bank account. But none of it had been forced. None of it was an act. After our encounter on the street, I’d rushed her up to my apartment and done the dirty once again, so hard, fast and nasty that if there was ever a time to leave, this was it. I was fucking demanding, absolutely in the gutter, and any normal woman probably would have fled, money be damned.

But that’s where love comes in, and that’s why my baby is so perfect for me. Because Rebecca loved it, she loved being there with me, at the lowest level, her natural earthiness and flexible pussy a perfect match for a hungry alpha. So she lets me do whatever I like, lets me use her, and uses me in return. Oh yeah, my baby’s got a taste for sperm, and trust me, the brunette’s on it every single moment of every single day.

So it’s pretty crazy how this all turned out. Crazy good, crazy amazing, and crazy hot. The little girl that started as my maid in the privacy of the Billionaires Club is now round and ripe with my baby, and nothing could make me happier. When I designed the Club, I planned for one-off encounters, hot affairs with gorgeous women whom I could kick out of bed with a clean conscience. Sure, I’d pay them well, but money is just money, and to a billionaire, it’s merely a drop in the bucket.

But somehow, the opposite has happened. Instead of a fling, or a series of flings, I’m in a long-term relationship with the girl of my dreams. She lives with me, Rebecca’s in my every waking thought, my every desire. And the craziest part of all? I love it. I’m head over heels for this woman, and the girl who was once my maid has the boss wrapped around her finger now.

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