Captive Hentai Nurse With Muzzle Gets Squeezed Her Bigtits

More like each girl giving birth to five babies! I was the proud father of 25 kids, and with Betty demanding I get her pregnant, that number might increase. The babies I was currently holding were between me and Chloe. Like her, they were perfectly human, except for their mouse ears and tails, making them cuter than sin. The problem was that they were each the size of a baked potato. No, they were not premature; they were all perfectly healthy, they had just inherited their mother’s diminutive size. All five were wrapped up in wool socks, sleeping soundly and perfectly content. As we carried them back to their crib, one of them began to cry, giving a tiny rodent-like squeal. I raised her up and kissed her forehead, my lips covering her entire scalp. “No, no, honey, it’s ok. I just need to take of business and then I’ll be right back. Shhhh, go back to sleep.” I gave one of her ears a gentle rub, calming her down and putting her back to sleep. “They are so cute!” Chloe chirped. “Yet still not as cute as their mother,” I said, giving her a kiss of her own. I then left the bedroom, walking down the hall with the walls lined with pictures from all of the zoo hybrids. Since leaving, they had all gone on to lead amazing lives, and every day, I’d get letters from them with updates as to what was going on. Many of them had started working in animal care and rescue centers, others in patient care at hospitals and nursing homes. Lola was the star of the retirement center she worked at, every tenant loving her. Almost all of them had found lovers and many were pregnant or already parents. None of them were married, but that was due to the law, though countless protest groups were fighting that. I passed by a photo of Neija and her brother, the two of them standing in the Serengeti National Park in military uniforms. They were flanked on either side by fellow members of the Tanzanian army, all working together to fight poachers. She hadn’t yet picked a lover, but that hentai was because she was happily married to her job. I had gone out to visit her before the girls gave birth and we had a romantic weekend. I passed by the living room, where the news was showing a protest in the streets of DC. They were advocating for human-hybrid marriage, as well as equality and an end to discrimination. Who wouldn't? “Brandon?!” Angela screamed in my ear, “Brandon?!” This time though, I got Charlotte to get naked in the car and 2 naked girls followed James into the woods and poor James had to satisfy 2 horny teenage girls. He knew she would still be another half hour or so, still stuck at work. I focused on her navel, first blowing on it, then dropping a dollop of saliva into it. I heard the front door open, and then voices. Her eyes lingered on the bulge in my pants as I stood to leave. Tamara giggled beneath me. “Mmm, he's your bitch.” I guess I was leaving too. "Mm mm that feels so good sweetie!" Master glanced at me as hentai I crawled over his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. please.. I asked my mother if she liked that cock and we all heard her say, I want more. They were all with each other, while I sat alone like some tucked-away disgrace nobody wanted to look at. That would be crossing the line.