“Oh, it’s okay. Stuff happens,” I said, as the pop soaked through my shirt and pants and got my skin all sticky. “Ah crap… It soaked through...”“Do you need to take a shower?” she asked.“That’ll probably be the easiest way to wash it off.”We headed downstairs and into the bathroom. She grabbed me a towel and waited outside for my clothes so she could put them in the washer.I handed her my clothes, and then stepped into the shower, turning it on so it would be a nice and warm shower. I wanted it. As time passed and her belly grew bigger and bigger, the guys had to be more careful when fucking her. They started doing some scenes fucking her from behind, with me in front sucking her pussy and licking their cocks. We even got into the sixty-nine position with them fucking her from behind while I licked and sucked both of them. I love everything about making the videos, but my favorite part is still seeing the thick cum oozing out of her pussy and eating it.By the time she was almost eight. I pulled my hard cock out and started stroking it. The guys were now watching me and the show. After a few minutes, I pulled my shorts off, spread my legs and started to put on a show. I pulled my shirt off and tossed it next to my shorts. I was now completely naked with one leg over the side of my chair, stroking my cock and playing with my balls. I could not believe no one was offering to help. The one guy who was stroking his cock kept looking at me and smiling but not making any moves. I. She just wanted someone to make the big decisions for her.Calix could do that. Some of her other boyfriends had kind of tried but they'd always just used her as a door mat and walked all over her. Once they'd figured her out, they just forced her to do shit – even shit she didn't like. Calix was different. He didn't order her around, he just kind of steered her where he wanted her to go. He made all of the decisions and told her what to do, which is what she wanted. Well, he didn't exactly.