Blessed Nest Nursing Pillow Novels & Stories

Placing a soft kiss on her brow I whisper, "I'm taking a quick shower and then I'll tuck you in with Alexander and join you." "K, don't forget ATG." She's barely coherent and I place another soft kiss on her shoulder. Alexander the Great is her five foot feather pillow that offers the most comfortable way for her to sleep. She named the damn pillow for some reason and now shortens the name to ATG. I've put it down to pregnancy peculiarities. I shower and then go to the closet and grab her bright pink ATG. Carrying the monstrosity to the bed, I squish the softness between her thighs and up against her breasts and then join her beneath the covers, pulling her and ATG tightly against my chest.