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Clapping her hands together excited. “We’re going to be grandparents, Dawn.” Jack’s voice said from the doorway. Cat looked sharply at Jack. They hadn’t heard him come in. “Jack, how long have you been standing there?” Dawn demanded. “Long enough to know our little girl is pregnant,” he smiled, looking at Cat. “If you’re happy about this baby, so are we. How could you think anything differently, Kitty?” Cat started to cry openly now, walking into Jack’s outstretched arms.

He started sucking and licking on my bare breasts, his mouth hot and greedy, while his other hand reached down to massage my clit right through the rough denim of my jeans. "Ah, yes... Yes, baby," I gasped, arching my back to give him better access. He unzipped my jeans halfway, his fingers tearing at the fabric until he stuck his bare hand straight inside my underwear. He started rubbing me from my clit to my vagina, moving his fingers back and forth in a fast, heavy rhythm. "Oh, ah, yes!" I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders. "Jack, yes!" Jack is my sister's husband. My sister, Kate, is currently heavy. She is pregnant with twins, and as a result, her sex life has taken a complete nos

“Isn’t he sexy looking baby? I picked him up on the other side of town this afternoon.” She reached into the bag and brought out a huge dildo. It had to be all of ten inches long and she said, “Doesn’t he have a nice big cock baby? He says he likes fucking a man’s wife while the man watches. Think his huge cock will fit inside little Penny? I’ve never had one this big before baby. Don’s was big, but not this big.” She reached in the bag and brought out a bottle of something and then got on the bed and spread her legs. She opened the bottle and squirted some of what was in it on the dildo, put some on her fingers and worked her fingers in and out of her pussy a couple of times.

Me: “Damn. Jackpot.” I laughed and shook my head. Amara: “Right? But then Parker came flying in like a madman to change clothes. Doorbell rings—guess who? Big Tuck and Patrick.” Me: “Okay, that doesn’t sound bad. Big Tuck’s a sweetheart outside of business.” Amara: “He was very sweet. Jade made me sit down, and Big Tuck didn’t even know I was pregnant yet.” Me: “And?”

His photo was good-looking, but it was a bit blurry; his record read clean; his background wasn't mentioned, just that he worked as a bodyguard trained in different combat styles; and his remarks read efficient, and skilled. "No social media presence," Milo said, a bit surprised by the guy's profile. “I bet he’s going to be in his mid-forties; even older guys do social media,” Milo said without realising he was smiling. He thought about annoying the hell out of the old guy till he gave up his job, and Milo would pay for compensation. “Great,” he whispered, smiling. As those thoughts spiralled in his head, he tapped his legs, smiling, and then he flopped back in his chair, spinning slowly as

"I took his sperm and injected it into myself." Alex's mouth dropped open. Georgina, who had just walked up behind Camille, choked. "What?" Camille turned, meeting Georgina's wide eyes. "Did I hear that right?" Georgina demanded. "You stole his sperm and—" "Yes. I stole his sperm and got pregnant myself." Georgina blinked. Then, slowly, a grin spread across her face. "Wow, that's badass." Betty scoffed. "No, it's disgusting. It just proves she's a desperate, conniving bitch."

The Alpha Next Door (2) Then I glanced down at Jack and covered my mouth with my hand. His clearly outlined manhood had grown, and his cock strained against the Lycra of his brief swim trunks. He made no attempt to conceal it. "Really, Jack..." "My wife's pregnant and in her first trimester," he said. "Her morning sickness is so bad that she hasn't let me fuck her in over a month." I made to move away from him, but he put an arm around my waist. "You're so hot that just looking at you has gotten me half hard."

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Jack's cock repeatedly hit my most sensitive spots, sinking deeper and deeper as I trembled in his embrace. "Hmm," I suppressed the loud growl that wanted to escape my mouth. Jack seemed unable to control himself and continued his brutal thrusts. Reaching his face, I held him close and opened my lips, “Aah… Aki…. I’m pregnant.” Suddenly, the thrusts stopped. Jack looked me in the eye, his eyes seemingly gleaming in lust and delight — intense, overflowing joy. “F-For real…?” My gaze softened at his response and slowly nodded. At the same time, I felt his rod begin to harden and grow bigger inside me again. I didn’t expect he would be overly joyed at my news.

"Chill out girl, I am not pregnant. The dude scratched my bike so I went after him, I asked for payments to be made but he ignored. Then it turns out that this dude is some big shot and the pregnancy shit was the only way to get his attention." "Pregnancy, seriously that's all you could think of?" Cassie shakes her head disapprovingly. "Hey! It just came out." Cara defends herself. "Well, because of your stupidity he lost a million dollar contract worth." Cassie hands Cara her phone to check the headline that just popped up. Cara looks at the phone but her eyes glued at the heading which contains the douche's name. "Or Mr. Douche's name is Alexander Black." Cara can totally see him being nam