With a stronger orgasm than usual, thanks to her own attempt at holding back. Vanessa's consciousness was almost blown away, keeping her from replying as her entire being basked in her orgasmic bliss.
"You have no reason to feel embarrassed, I'm flattered." she said and leaned into him. "If you want I could watch some of it with you so you don't have to feel embarrassed."
Suddenly, Hammer pulls out of her, and lowers her down to the ground. He moves to a nearby door at the base of the bridge and opens it, revealing a maintainance area. "Want more? Come join me. Or you can leave."
"I-i don't know you very well, but I didn't notice you wearing any before. T-that's all." He closely watches how she applies the cosmetic, in case he needs to use it again on his own. "That could just mean you're really good at hiding it, though."
"Mmmmh!" Vanessa whimpered as she felt him pulling out, "Aaah... aaahn." She pants like a bitch in heat, thinking that it was all over as he places her onto the ground. But as Hammer invites her into a more private area, the heiress shuddered. Leave! You should leave! A small voice in her mind screamed, but with her body so overwhelmed with pleasure. Vanessa finds herself standing up, and limping toward the door.
"That was a lot of fun last time, wasn't it?" He kisses her cheek. The two walk along, chatting idly and enjoying the bright morning. For all his complete failure to satisfy her sexually since she got her tattoo, the blonde notes that her husband hasn't lost his charm. He knows her personality so well that he can make her laugh with barely a word, knows which topics will fascinate her, and which will bore her to tears or put her in a bad mood, and she can almost pretend that she's back in time before she met Hammer. It's after being sent into an outburst of laughter when Jenny feels her nausea return, her stomach feeling like it's about to do flips. "You okay, sweetie? You seem kind of pale."
"I don't know whether to be flattered or offended." She chuckles, angling her body so he can see what she's doing in the mirror. "Look up, you don't want this in your eye." She carefully applies the mascara. "I try not to make it too obvious - makeup's there to enhance your looks, not replace them."
"No I'm fine I've just been feeling a litt-" Jenny cut herself off and rushed to a nearby trash-bin where she released her nausea. Once she was done, she took out a tissue and wiped her mouth before she tossed it in the bin. "I'm sorry about that. I must've caught a stomach bug somewhere. It happened to me this morning. I'm okay now." Jenny pressed herself against her husband's arm again and leaned her head against his upper arm. "It's after noon now, we should probably head over to that clinic. Then we can think about what to do after."
Moving through the doorway and closing it shut behind her, Vanessa sees a mattress on the floor, with Hammer lying naked on his back. A lamp provides heat and light, as he grins at her, stroking his cock. She remembers the way Melchett did the same thing - made her come to him, mount him, so she couldn't deny that it had been her intention.
"Nnnh." Quivering as she closes the door behind her, Vanessa gives Hammer a weak frown. Even though she's moving toward him, standing with him between her legs, her pussy juice dripping right onto his crotch. Stooop, stooop! The voice in her mind screamed once more, as she begins to lower herself, squatting right onto his cock.
"Don't be sorry, it happens. Here." He hands her a tissue to wipe her mouth with. "Let's go." Harold nods and guides her to the clinic, content to wait in the lobby and let her have her privacy. "Well, I don't see many signs of a stomach bug, beyond your symptoms." Her doctor looks at her as she sits in his office. He's an older man, clearly attracted to the blonde beauty, but not the type to try anything unprofessional. "Have you and your husband been sexually active recently? It sounds like you might be suffering from morning sickness. Shall I give you a test?" He finds one in a sterilised pack from his supplies. "Bathrooms right behind you and to your left."
Hammer grips her hips as gravity drives her downwards, his cock sliding up inside her body and breaking once more through the entrance of her womb. "Heh, the bimbo never came and rode me." He chuckles.
Butterflies fluttered in Jenny's belly at the mention of possible morning sickness but no nausea accompanied it. "Not uh- not without protection." she answered and took the test. "We always use condoms."
"Yeah. It looks garish if you use too much." Sonata would nod, but the prospect of the mascara brush poking his eye prevents the motion. He struggles against the urge to blink. "Thank you for doing this, and for...not freaking out about it."
"Hiiii!" Vanessa squealed as he pulls her down, impaling herself on his massive cock. "A-aaahn... aaahn, t-that's because I-I'm not a-aaahn, a bimbo!" She replied, moaning as she tries to gather power on her hips to start riding his cock.
"Well, they sometimes break." The doctor says softly, detecting that she's uncomfortable. "Best just to make sure." Jenny's heart beats like a drum as she looks at the test in the bathroom - and the plus sign that's just appeared on it. For a moment, she touches the tattoo on her pubis, and is reminded of the vision of her son.
"Careful - I'm doing your lashes now." She carefully works. "If that vampire isn't interested in you, the whole plan doesn't work." She shrugs. "And I don't see anything to freak out about. You look cute in makeup anyway."
"Right..." Hammer grins, gripping her ass as he begins to drive his cock upwards in time with her thrusts, assaulting the heiress with pleasure.
Sonata blushes hard at the compliment as his heart flutters. Why does being called a cute girl always do this...? "T-thank you." He quietly waits for the woman to finish with his eyes.
"Hiii!" Squealing as he drives his cock deep into her womb, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure directly into her mind. Vanessa's thoughts further drowned out by a thick haze of lust. "Aaaahn, I'm noot, I'm nooot!" She screams, denying that she's a bimbo even as she rides his cock. Feeling another explosive orgasm about to wash over her.
