Novel & Cerita Sonadow Mpreg

Rowdy laughed, watching his friend put her down, but they instantly surrounded her. "No! ple---ase let her g---o," Zeon said through pain. "Then what about this? Who will take care of this?" Rowdy turned to Zeon and pointed at the hard bulge in his pants. "I am pregnant," she whispered, meeting her palms before her. "So? You shouldn’t have," Rowdy shrugged his shoulders, and then they attacked her. No matter how much she screamed, they didn’t listen to her. They did all that Maleeka had told them right before Zeon’s eyes, and one of them was even recording it for Maleeka. Zeon had no clue where these men came from or why they did.

“Taking your stepbrother’s cock so deep right after birthing his son. Such a perfect little breeding Luna.” I came hard, clenching around him as fresh slick gushed out. Damon growled and forced his swelling knot inside of me, locking us together once more. He came so hard that he roared his pleasure, flooding my womb with another heavy load of cum. We stayed knotted, panting, as the platform sank deeper. Our son cooed softly nearby, glowing stronger with every pulse of our mating bond. But the voice returned, louder now, vibrating through the stone itself.

Zhou Tian still couldn't bear it. Miao Zhendong looked at Zhou Tian in surprise. He found that Zhou Tian's eyes were full of murderous intent. It was obvious that he was going to kill him. Under extreme fear, Miao Zhendong suddenly thought of something. "Brother, don't worry. I remember that Aunt Ma has a son, the illegitimate child of a man when she was young. She married Old Ghost of Mount Tong with this son, and then Old Ghost of Mount Tong practiced evil arts and became invincible..."

she hissed, her voice low and dangerous. Phil felt a knot form in his stomach. Pregnant? That's not possible. He was sterile! "Err....what?" Phil said, holding up his hands in a gesture of surrender. "I am just trying to have a drink and watch some TV." Jody scoffed. "Don't play dumb with me," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "You know damn well what you did. Our son is five months old, Phil! How am I supposed to tell him where his daddy is when you're over here kanoodling some hooker?"

Master hadn't cum since his morning blow job, so I wasn't surprised by the volume of his cum. "Fuck me! I'm cumming," Regina said as Sandy gobbled up Master's cum. "I can't believe how hot it makes me to watch Sandy suck Scott's prick." Sandra got her fourth orgasm of the night for making her son cum. She didn't get anything for Regina, who'd cum on her own.

asked Veronica- both of them in the garage of the house, hidden and propped up behind the cars -it was already night and the lights were on- not that for Maya it made any difference between the brightness of the light or not. -I don't understand much about 'vampiric gestation' -he made inverted commas in the air with his fingers- but what I've observed in Soraia's is that it happens fast. Which is very good for my plans. - Maya, Maya -exasperated Veronica, after all she knew all too well that hostile gleam in her friend's eyes. The father of this baby had been weak, I would even say sentimental in relation to everything involving Soraia, but he -she passed her hands over the slight protrusio

The room was filled with the scent of aged whiskey and imported cigars, almost suffocating. Seth Robinson lounged at the far end of the table, legs crossed, brandy swirling in his glass, a smirk playing on his lips. Opposite him sat Gerard Santon, stiff-backed and unsmiling, fingers steepled with the kind of tension only secrets could forge. Between them stood Madam Almay Santon, clad in deep sapphire silk, diamond earrings catching the light like tiny, dangerous stars. Elegance, laced with venom. “She’s pregnant. And she still thinks you’re the father?” Madam Santon’s voice sliced the air like a blade across silk. Her arched brows showed no emotion, only calculation.

She turned and stormed out and I ran after her guessing that she'd head straight to my room and I was right but my dad is standing at the door and Frena as well as my mom are standing inside talking to each other, all three of them turn as Madonna approached followed by me and stand defensively at the door {{ GET THE FK OUTTA MY WAY, LET ME SEE WHO THIS BIT*H IS WHO THINKS SHE CAN TAKE MY SPOT AND POWER AWAY }} **Madonna Yern, have some respect!** my mothers voice rings through the hall and she stops in her track ** is this who you really are? have you been deceiving us all this time Madonna? We can hearinf you shouting and swearing from all the way here child, we really are sorry that thing