"I didn't mean to imply you were from the other side."I had to admit it was nice seeing her chest moving when she laughed. Not like she was heavy of b...east but still there was enough giggling to catch my eye."Do you have any restrictions on the hours you would be required to work?" she asked standing and moving from behind her desk."My requirements are few. I would prefer evenings but most anytime would be just fine. All I'm really looking for is something to occupy my time and still keep me. It was a glorious sight to see. "Alright, but I get a little mean when I get into this," I warned, giving her one last chance to say 'no'. "I understand baby," she said and got on the bed. I went to the table behind me and pulled out four pairs of handcuffs and a ballgag. Her eyes widened but she said nothing, and I fastened the ballgag made of perfect material: squishy so she wouldn't break her teeth, but solid enough to keep her screams muffled, if need be. I then proceeded to handcuff each. Knowing that I was going to get fucked today I put on something special. I was wearing a red top with a v neck and four buttons down the front that went down to the waist followed by a loose flowing skirt. The top accentuated my 36 large C tits perfectly. I wore my over the knee 3” black boots that I like to call my come fuck me boots! When it came time I went to the garage and positioned myself in my business van with the van door open so when my male callers drove up to park they would see. Rose, we have a baby girl! Mark is very excited. I can hear it in his voice. This makes me happy. However, our happiness is short lived. I push, feeling another pup coming. This one is easier to pass. Poppy picks it up and sets it aside with the other dead pup. This continues to happen. As each pup is sadly set aside, Mark and I lose more and more hope for another survivor. After the last dead pup is out, there had been 5 total, the pain is almost gone. Poppy feels my stomach and decides,.