Mrs. Rayburn started chatting as soon as she came in the door. Ben nodded his head when he thought it was appropriate too but he mostly ignored her.
She was wearing a light yellow summer dress that fit rather closely, and as she bent over to fuss with the blanket he could very clearly see her tits bobbing with her motions.
"ok...." Ben mumbled to himself. "Time to try this out again."
"Take off your dress," Ben thought to himself.
Mrs. Rayburn moved away from his bed and stopped in the middle of the room. Without any hesitation, she reached behind herself and undid the single string. Her top fell exposing the breasts he had been looking at from his window. Her large pink nipples were already crinkling up hard. Mrs. Rayburn proceeded to remove the rest of her dress while Ben looked on, still amazed by the powers of the amulet.
"come over here and sit on my bed," Ben thought next.
Mrs. Rayburn immeadiatly came over and sat down next to him. Ben spent a long time fondling her breasts, cupping them in his hands, rolling her taut nipples between his fingers, running his tongue in lazy spirals around the aureoles, drawing them far into his mouth and sucking them.
Ben's cock roared up agains the sheets. The tent was so large he was almost embarrassed by it.
"remove your panties," he thought to himself.
Mrs. Rayburn got up to do as ordered. He watched as she dropped her panties down her somewhat chubby thighs. He immeadiatly noticed she was soaked.
"come here," he thought again.
She drew back the covers, smiling in appreciation at his erect cock. Leaning over, she took it in her mouth, her tits swaying so that her erect nipples grazed his leg. The feel of her sucking him was heavenly. After a minute or so she stopped and climbed onto the bed. Straddling his body, she guided the tip of his cock with her hand into her moist pussy, and lowered herself, sighing with pleasure as he entered her.
He cupped her swaying breasts and gently squeezed them in time to her strokes. Mrs. Rayburn squirmed on his rod as he tweaked her nipples.
Oh shit, thought Ben I could get her pregnant. Strangely the thought turned him on.
After a few minutes of breast play Mrs. Rayburn shuddered with an orgasm, biting her lip to stifle a loud cry, but paused only briefly before resuming her steady motions.
His mind became overwhelmed with an urge to unload his cum in her.
He was scared and he fought hard not to cum. He really didn't want to get her pregnant. The headache returned as he thought of pulling out. It only relaxed when he focused on seeding her with his child. The pain disturbed him as she lowered her breasts to his mouth.
It was nearly twenty minutes before Ben felt himself slipping; when she asked him to finger her asshole just the thought made him cum inside her, bringing her to a second, even more powerful orgasm. He felt marvelous, his cock sending spray after spray of semen into her.
She collapsed on top of him, resting there for several minutes, recovering. Ben held her and stroked her hair, she whispering softly in his ear. After a while she roused and got off of him. Taking his softening prick back into her mouth she cleaned him off with her tongue, before restoring the covers to their original state. She quickly dressed, then returned to his side to kiss him.
"Now, get some sleep," she said before turning to go.
Closing his eyes, he soon dozed off.
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