Check this horny preggo babe . “Baby fill me up with cum, I bet your balls are so full since you’ve spent so much time on me,” twitch again and another slight increase in pace.

“Babygirl if you keep saying stuff like that I’m gonna blow early”

“That’s more than okay love, I want you to cum inside me and get me pregnant right now” this marked the beginning of the end. I felt him twitch again and he really starts thrusting into me, I feel his full balls hitting my body with each thrust and I pull the final trick out of my bag, orgasming hard around his cock and he feels my cunt tighten around him pulling him deeper into me and I finally get what I want. I feel him cum pouring into me which each twitch of his cock. He groans which is unusual as aside from dirty talk he’s pretty quiet in bed.

He collapses on top of me and lazily tongues my nipple. I position it a little better and he latches briefly. He knows I love it when he stays inside me after he cums. I get little aftershock orgasms and he loves feeling my cunt contract around him with each one. We’re really lazy this time and he just lays there on top of me playing with my breasts and sighing happily again and again. Eventually we get up and get cleaned up as I can feel his huge load dripping out of me. We shower and he pays extra attention to having a light touch on my abdomen.

A few weeks go by and my breasts feel heavy and full almost all the time, he can feel it too and there’s more veins popping out. One day we’re snuggles on the couch and he makes a noise while he’s suckling, the leans in a little more. I don’t question it until my other nipple starts to feel a little chillier than usual and I see little milky dew drops atop it. I grab his hand and he stops and pulls away.

“Baby look” I say, running my finger over the nipple, collecting the dew drops on my finger tip.

“That’s what I thought I tasted,” he says with a smirk on his face. He switches breasts and I can actually feel my body letting a little milk go.

“You taste better than I could have dreamed” He mumbles into my breast. He keeps suckling for another few minutes and stops to go check his work email. I walk back into the bedroom and I feel a little tired so I tell him I’m gonna take a nap. I have a wild dream that I’m pregnant with his child and I wake up seemingly soaked in milk. My pussy is also dripping wet so I call Bill back into the bedroom and we make love again. Enjoying the splendor of successfully making milk together. We shower together afterwards and I tell him about me dream and we laugh it off. There’s such a small chance I’m actually pregnant. Fast forward another couple weeks and it feels like we’ve been living in a dream. It’s been a breeze to up my supply and I’d say I’m a full DD cup so I can’t fit into any of my normal bras anymore and am just wearing calvin klein bralettes around the apartment. I keep feeling more and more tired though and am starting to wonder if our fantasy was becoming a reality right under our noses. I thought about it and I knew my mother had terrible morning sickness and I didn’t feel sick at all so I pushed aside the thought.

Another week of fucking goes by and I need to go get a refill for my birth control pills. Bill is working so I tell him I’m gonna go get the refill and pick up our grocery order for the next couple weeks. The only walgreens in town doesn’t have a drive through so I go in and pick up the script and as I walk down one of the aisles I remember that I should probably pick up some tampons as Bill doesn’t have any in the apartment. I’m standing in the aisle looking at my options and I can’t remember the last time I had my period. I check my phone and it says two months ago. I’m not always the most regular so I’m not toooo freaked out. I pick up some tampons and start to walk away. Then I stop and go back picking up a pregnancy test thinking that it’s better to be safe than sorry. I go to check out and walk out of the store unaffected. I run over to the grocery store and step out of the car to help the clerk put the groceries in the car. I get back in and drive home carrying my haul up the three flights of stairs to Bill’s apartment. I put the groceries down in the kitchen and take my walgreens bag back to the bedroom. I put the tampons and the pregnancy test under the sink in the cabinet and forget about them for another couple weeks.