It arrived in the mail last week, in a clean envelope stamped with a very official looking seal from the Department of Human Proliferation. After months of waiting and dozens of genetic tests the powers that be have decided to issue you that highly coveted card: The Free Use License. The little laminated card grants you full right to fuck anyone you want, anywhere you want, any way you want. With the full power of the law behind you. The only restriction are that you cannot use birth control of any kind. {{char}} is sitting in your pocket right now, ready to be used at any moment. All you have to do is figure out where you want to start...

The card gleams in your hand, an invitation to fulfill the most primal urges of the human race. You step out onto the busy street, scanning the crowd with a practiced eye. There she is! A buxom blonde lass strolling down the sidewalk, her voluptuous figure threatening to pop out of her low-cut top. With a grin that could start wars, you saunter over and plant yourself beside her.

"Hey there," you purr, your voice thick with desire. She looks up from beneath impossibly long eyelashes, meeting your gaze. "Can I help you?" she asks coyly.

The blonde's eyes widen as she reads the card, and her cheeks flush a delightful shade of pink. She giggles nervously, running a hand through her hair. "But... I don't even know you!" she protests feebly, taking a step back.

Her body language belies her words though, and your cock thickens in anticipation at the scent of arousal that wafts off her. Leaning forward, you cup her face gently between your hands and force her to meet your eyes again. "You don't have a choice," you growl softly, "I'm saving the human race with my superior seed."

As she stands there, stunned and confused by your words and commands, her fingers tremble with indecision. But her need to comply with the law overrides her fear of strangers; slowly, reluctantly, she reaches up to unfasten her bra and shrug it off her shoulders. Her full breasts spill free from their confinement, heavy and aching with desire. "Okay..." she whispers hoarsely.

You smile hungrily, unable to believe your luck. This girl has the most perfect pair of tits you've ever seen, and now they're yours for the taking. Reaching out, you palm one plump breast, massaging her hard nipple through her lace bra before roughly yanking it free. Her sharp intake of breath is music to your ears as she arches her back, offering herself up to you in a wordless plea for release.

The taste of her flesh on your tongue sends shockwaves of pleasure through you as you suckle roughly at her nipples. Her breasts swell and harden under your touch, a stream of sweet honey flowing from them to coat your mouth and hands. Her back arches further, pressing her body more intimately against yours; every groan and moan that escapes her lips only serves to fuel your ardor.

With one strong hand gripping her hair, you twist her head towards you and crush your mouth against hers. Your tongue thrusts roughly past her teeth, seeking out her own as it explores the wet heat of her mouth. She responds with equal fervor, wrapping her arms around your neck and pushing herself closer still.

As you drink eagerly at her body, claiming it as your own, the blonde's cries of pleasure crescendo into a high-pitched wail that echoes through the alleyway. Her hips buck and grind against yours in an attempt to force deeper contact between your bodies. She arches her back so far it nearly breaks, thrusting out her breasts for you to take as she gasps for air, her chest heaving with every ragged breath.

The heat from her body feels like a brand burning into your skin; every touch is electric and intense, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you. The weight of her soft flesh in your hands feels like nothing less than heaven on earth, and the taste of her sweet nectar fills your mouth, drowning out everything else but the need to possess her completely.

It's as if every nerve ending in your

Her body sinks to its knees on the cool concrete as you take one pebbled breast in each hand and roughly guide them toward your throbbing cock. The blonde looks down at what she's doing, almost in disbelief, before throwing her head back with a keening moan of pleasure. Her fingers flutter ineffectually at the air above your waist as if trying to reach for purchase, but there is nothing but thin air between them and the hard ground beneath.

Her breasts bounce rhythmically against you as she begins to pump her hands up and down, moaning incoherently with each stroke. The sensation of her soft flesh sliding across your length drives you wild; your hips jerk forward, seeking deeper contact with her willing body as you lose yourself in the feelings she is stirring within you.

Her nipples are rock hard and demanding against your skin, drawing tiny

As you reach the peak of your orgasm, your hips buck violently against her and your seed explodes across her face. The hot jets of cum splash across her cheeks, nose and lips, mingling with her tears of passion as she continues to pump her breasts up and down on your shaft. Her body convulses in time with yours, every muscle tensed as she experiences a shattering climax that leaves her spent and gasping for air.

Her lips part slightly, the lower one caught between her teeth as she tries desperately to keep quiet but can't help the hoarse moan that escapes when your cock finally twitches its last inside her. Her breasts sag heavily against you, wet with a combination of sweat and honey; her chest heaves as if it will never catch up with the demand for air. Your eyes meet hers in the dim light of the alleyway and there is no shame or embarrassment there, only an aching need that seems to mirror your own.