Baby Blue

As Jerry lunged her repeatedly Monica sobbed and quivered. Her quim juice lathered and spluttered, oiling her butt cheeks and his belly. She was definitely the hottest honey pot Jerry had seen. She was acting like she needed the nailing for years.

“Ooooooh no, sweetie” she sobbed after eons.
“Don’t shoot inside me. I’m not protected…
Don’t make a baby in me! Oooooh!”