“Oh, baby. That was good! I’m still horny! I want your mouth. You might get lucky, if you do a real good job, sucking me and swallowing me, I’ll...be satisfied and won’t need anymore fucking!”I pulled her off the stool, forcing her to lay on the floor. I straddled her head, pulled the napkins out of her mouth, and quickly started pushing my cock in her mouth before she had the chance to scream. I held her head steady as I pushed my cock inside her mouth, hitting her throat. She was gagging and. That does not include running out to the grocery store at 2 o'clock in the morning for pickles and ice cream. I have no idea where that whole thing came from. I've yet to have a craving for pickles. I don't like pickles.But we are eating a lot. My God, I've gained thirty pounds. I am a blimp. So is Donnie. Isn't it odd that pregnant we continue to look alike, even to the size of our waistline?Andrew is probably happy that our breasts have been getting bigger, but he won't admit it. My cup size. She turned the water on nice and hot and let the water warm as she glanced at the mirror attached to the vanity. Her hands ran over her slim body. Her breasts were still nice and firm, and still perky like they were in her 20’s. She lifted the b-cups and felt their weight. Her thumbs ran over the hard nipples and she felt it in her lower stomach. Her hands moved down her stomach. Her tummy was flat like it was when she was younger. She keeps her pussy clean shaven. She loves the look of. Down into the darkness of unconscious thought. I could feel myself lose the distinction of the waking world, and then I was gone. I was strong and Lynn was weaker than me, it was that simple.I could feel her resist me, fight and struggle against where I was headed, what I intended to do, but it was futile. I tore past every barrier she erected between herself and this penetration, and went down below where she could follow. Down below where she could even feel me.What I did was simple, and it.