Icing At The Cake

Prepare for any other nasty prego. This time it is April McKenzie with a ass cheek within the oven and a meatpipe in her jaws. Her fun bags have swelled to giant proportions and descendant’s perceiving hotter than ever. To feast her upcoming supply, descendant’s handling herself to a meaty lump of pearly, vanilla cake. “I am preggie as Hell and I simply wish to be cosseted. That suggests I need a boy feeding me every time I need-and that is extra constantly than not-and then fuckin’ me until I am as pearly as that cake and adorning my assets in his super hot jism.” Jism in every single place her milk-filled mams? Now that is the actual icing at the cake.