It was so good Jim couldn't even speak. He just sort of made this "Ohhhhohhhhohhhh" sound like a car engine while his carburetor hammered away at Robin.
"Oh, yes!" screamed as she ran her fingers through her hair. "Oh God...Oh God...It hurts so gooooooood!" Her moans got higher and breathier.
Jim pumped harder.
Robin bounced faster.
Jim sped up.
Robin fell even harder.
Jim groaned.
Robin moaned.
He pressed his fingers into her butt cheeks...
She squeezed her breasts...
He breathed harder...
She yelled...
Jim...
Robin...
Jim...
Robin...
Jim...
Robin...
Jim could feel himself cumming. He could feel the vein squeezing it out, feel the squish as it oozed out, feel his balls tensing with each shot.
...
Ten minutes later, the alarm clock silently flipped to 7 and began a steady buzz. Jim awoke with a start, a big grin on his face, and a big, cummy wet spot on his shorts. Damn it! It had all been a dream.
Jim dragged himself out of bed and off to take a shower. He had decided that it wasn't going to be just a dream. He was going to make it happen? But how?...The antidote! He'd slip the antidote into her water just like he had done with the magic pill. Then, he'd be there for her when the growth spurts stopped. He'd be there when she found out that the antidote doesn't reverse the growth, just stops it. The charged-up sex drive would take a few weeks to go away, though. He'd be there for her then, too.
Then, if all went according to plan, he would have Robin in the sack and on his oh-so-needy dick before the month was over.
He couldn't wait to get his lips around her quarter-diameter nipples. He could almost feel his hands sinking into her soft, firm chest pillows. God, he wanted her... He needed sex so badly at this moment...
He shouldn't...masturbate, should he?
No, he couldn't do that.
He looked down at his erection, so hard that it literally hurt. So hard that it was actually throbbing. He lightly ran his finger along his foreskin and jumped at the sensation. Love that tickly feeling...
...Maybe he could be just a little bit late to school.
That wouldn't be so bad. Besides, while he and his right hand were becoming better acquainted with each other and Mr. Happy, he could weigh his options again.
After his eyes uncrossed, he decided to jack off again, and he also decided to...
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