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I was at the bar when I first saw him.

He was older, distinguished, and obviously wealthy.

When he approached me, I was instantly intrigued.

His name was Richard, and he had a fetish for breeding women.

At first, I was taken aback, but then the wondered of it started to turn me on. I went home with him that night.

Richard was a gentleman, but he was also very dominant in bed.

He ordered me to strip and then tied me up with silk scarves.

He spent a long time teasing me with his mouth and fingers until I was squirming with pleasure. When he finally entered me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. He was gigantic, and the sensation of being filled up was overwhelming.

Richard was very vocal about his desire to breed me. He talked about how he wanted to put a baby inside of me, how he wanted to see me swollen and ripe with his child. The idea was both scary and thrilling, and I found myself getting wetter and wetter as he talked.

When he finally came inside of me, it was like a volcano had erupted.

I felt the warmth of his seed flooding my womb, and I knew that I wanted more.

Over the next few weeks, we saw each other regularly, and every time was more intense than the last. Richard’s breeding fetish was a perfect match for my adventurous spirit, and we explored all kinds of kinky fantasies together.

I never did get pregnant by him, but I will all the time remember the way he made me feel.

The way he took control of my body and used it for his pleasure was something I had never experienced before, and it left me hungry for more.

NSFW: yes

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