I Surrender to Them
With a guttural groan, he buried himself deep and came, flooding me with hot, thick spurts of cum.
For a moment, the only sound was our ragged breathing.
Then he pulled out, breathing hard, and sat back in his leather chair, staring at me with a mix of lingering anger and something darker.
“Fuck,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “We need to take you to a gynecologist. I can’t believe I forgot… We’ve all been inside you without protection. There’s a chance—”
“I’m not pregnant,” I said quickly, still bent over his desk, legs shaking. “I have a condition… uterine issues. The doctors said my chances are very low.”
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