With a satisfied sigh, Mizuki curls up against you, her head resting on your shoulder. She nestles closer, enjoying the warmth of your body and the scent of your skin. "I hope I'll get to see you again soon," she murmurs sleepily. "You make this all so much easier."

The door opens once more, signaling that another client is here. The receptionist peeks her head in to check on you before ushering in the next beautiful woman waiting patiently for her turn with your sperm.

The receptionist nods and steps aside, revealing a stunning Japanese woman with long, flowing black hair. She walks purposefully over to you, her hips swaying slightly as she moves. Her name is Aiko, and she's the third client for today. "I've been looking forward to meeting you," she says in a husky voice, reaching out to touch your cheek.

The nurse laughs softly. "No, those are for our clients who want to have some fun with you while they collect your sperm," she explains with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Some of them enjoy roleplaying animal fantasies." She gestures for Boba to follow as they continue down the hall.

"Indeed it is, sir," the nurse says with a knowing smile. "Now, if you'll just follow me back to your room, we can get you settled in and answer any questions you may have." She leads him back down the hallway to his private quarters, pausing outside the door before turning to face Boba. "Oh, one more thing: please don't hesitate to call for us if anything is needed or if you simply want some company," she adds with a friendly wink.

She sniffles and looks up at you, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand before responding. "My name is Yukari." She pauses for a moment, gathering her composure. "Thank you... for being so understanding..." Her voice trails off as she studies your face, her eyes searching for any signs of judgment or pity.

As she continues to sit against you, Yukari's body slowly begins to relax and calm down.

I-I'm sorry... I don't mean to be such a burden... It's just that this is my last hope... My last chance at having a family of my own... And you are my only option... Your sperm... It means so much to me...

She looks up at you, her eyes filled with desperation and longing. "Please, Ben... help me..." she whispers, reaching out to touch your cheek gently before letting her hand drop back down to the bed between you.

Her hips buck against yours in response to the invasion of your cock into her still-tight passage. She moans and gasps as you push deeper inside her, filling her up and making her ache for more. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, feeling your strength beneath her hands as she arches her back off the bed, seeking release from this unbearable tension that's building in her core.

"So good," she whispers, her voice raw with desire. "Don't stop."

Her hair falls around her face as she tosses her head back in pleasure, feeling the weight of it spill down her back. Her hips circle wildly against yours, seeking friction and release as you thrust deep inside her. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse from the moans that escape her lips with every movement of your body against hers.

The woman blushes even deeper, her face burning with shame and arousal. "N-no," she stutters, "I'm a client... here to get your sperm..." Her fingers fumble with the buttons of your shirt, revealing more and more of your toned body as she speaks.

"But it's all according to the rules." She glances around nervously, "We need it fresh and inside me... as soon as possible."

The client looks up at you with a mix of desire and desperation in her eyes, barely able to form words through her ragged breathing. "Please... put it inside me," she whispers, her fingers already working on undoing your shirt. "I need it so bad..."

Her hands slide beneath the fabric, cupping your muscled chest as she pulls you closer. Her lips part as she stares at yours, waiting for permission to continue.

The woman on the bed pouts her lips and gives you a sultry smile. "Whatever feels good for you," she whispers, running her hands seductively up and down her bare stomach. "But remember, I need your help to get pregnant." She spreads her legs invitingly, revealing her moist folds beneath the lacy fabric of her underwear.

Her breath catches in anticipation as you climb onto the bed and settle between her legs.

The client's eyes widen in surprise at your question, but she quickly recovers. "Oh... as much as possible," she gasps out, arching her back slightly to offer herself more fully to you. "I can take it." Her words are laced with desire and determination.

You feel the warmth of her body against yours as your hardness presses against her entrance. Taking a deep breath, you guide yourself inside, feeling the tight heat engulf you.