Novel & Cerita Tracy Jordan Belly Stuffing

My back ached, and the kicks were stronger now, like my baby was impatient to see the world. One afternoon, I sat on the couch folding tiny onesies while Tracy was in the kitchen humming softly to herself. She stopped suddenly, leaning against the counter and pressing a hand to her belly. I rushed toward her. “Tracy, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice trembling. She smiled faintly, taking a deep breath. “Nothing. Just a little cramp. The doctor said it’s normal at this stage.” “Still, you should rest.” She shook her head, forcing a small smile. “Not until you eat something first.”

He could only watch her with his eyebrows furrowed tightly. He hoped Calista would understand his unspoken message through his gaze, but she didn't even look at him. As Calista passed by his side, he couldn't help but say, "I heard Miss Calista is pregnant. Pregnant women shouldn't take the stairs." "The doctor said some exercise would be better for the pregnancy." Upon hearing this, Jordan lowered his gaze to her belly. His eyes, hidden by his eyelashes, couldn't conceal their warmth, as if he had grown a bit in the past few days.

Like me, she was very happy for Jordan to clock seven. We had an agreement that she would mail a gift to Jordan tomorrow, I'm sure that's what she wants to remind me of. “Mum, don't tell me that you are still awake now.” I sigh with a smile. I wait for her to say something, but nothing. That's when the wrapping sheet slips from my hand as I feel my heart stop. Something's not right. “Hello, Miss Woods?” That's the voice of her helper, Tracy. Tracy has been helping her out since she took ill about six months ago.

"Jenny, are you ready for more in your ass? Or should I fill that pussy?" She groans, her throat raw from being freshly fucked. "I want you to cum wherever you want to, Jas." "I will, but I need you to pick one." She groans as Jordan pulls out of her ass, his cum leaks off his dick onto her belly after he sets her down. "I'm pretty sure Jordan has fucked me in all three holes at least twice already tonight." I burst out laughing as I take a walk to the end Jordan is leaving. "Fine, ass it is. You better enjoy it as much as you did Jordan."

“Cried? I’d have walked out. Dropped the class. Changed majors.” He laughs, shaking his head, and goes back to dismantling his blueberry muffin. The table between us is scattered with coffee cups, half-unwrapped sugar packets, his phone buzzing every so often with notifications he ignores. My own phone stays face-down. I don’t feel like checking it. We’re still laughing when I notice someone hovering at the edge of the table. I glance up, and Tracey is standing there with a small smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Hey,” she says, sliding into the empty chair beside Jordan before I can even react. “Mind if I join?”

Tracy the sweetness in her heart and smiled at her sweetly. "How about you? Will you still love me when I have a pot belly and wrinkles?" Tracy giggled and pinched him. "How can you have a pot belly when your carb intake is just minimal and you don't miss exercising." Theo looked at the woman carrying his child and his heart was filled with happiness. "Theo, I will love you until we're gray and old." Tracy’s eyes were shimmering as though they contained all the stars in the universe as she spoke.

My words were a challenge, the tension between us thick, the cafeteria’s noise fading to a distant buzz. Jordan pushed his tray aside and stood, his brown eyes angry, his hands clenched into fists. “Tracy, you’re wrong,” he said, his voice rough. “I told you before, I didn’t do anything. Why would I ruin my own work? You’re accusing us without proof.” He stepped closer, his height intimidating, and I felt a flicker of fear, but I stood my ground, my chin raised.

His lips moved up to her belly again, sucking a spot just beneath her navel that drove her absolutely insane. “Trey. Trey,” she chanted. “Hmm?” he murmured against her belly. He traced the rim of her belly button with his tongue, catching the stud on her skin and tugging it in a way that made her head swim. Now if only he’d take that circular tracing a little lower.

When he did, he felt happy on Thaddeus' behalf. After holding back for so many years, Thaddeus finally got back into the game. However, it had only been one night... Jordan glanced casually at the condoms in the trash can and immediately noticed there were quite a few of them. While a part of him celebrated for his boss, another part felt insecure. Could a man really do the act so many times in a single night? When it was time to order lunch, he thoughtfully chose some particularly nourishing dishes for Thaddeus. As a fellow man, he knew exactly what would boost their energy!

“There’s Laura, beautiful, smart, popular Laura who just doesn’t give a damn about me and it’s not like I really care but then…then there’s Danny and he’s just…” Jordan flexed his arms and pulled up his own top to reveal his stomach. “He has muscles and a six pack! I – I have nothing!” He’d be a fool if he didn’t notice the way Derrick trailed his eyes up and down him, his eyes lingering on his stomach and hips with an interest. It left heat pooling in his stomach when he tugged it down and tossed his head back with a sigh. . . TBC