The Wide Receiver's Baby

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She said nothing as she simply sat down on my cock, just a little bit.
“Are you scared?”It dawned on me that she may be horny, but at the same time worried.
She shook her head, “No, not because of the baby, but it’s been a while. Besides, pregnancy makes me so damn horny.”
She said it regretfully and, for a split second the sexiness and the urge to have sex disappeared. My cock started to get limp, as it felt the tension of that was written all over her face.
I sat up. “Look, we don’t need to do this.”
She laughed, “You kidding? I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time.”
I laid back down and this time, her fingers started to stroke my cock. Lacing between them and it started to get hard. I thought that I was going to come just by her touch.
Her hands were made to touch me. Made me to make me feel this way and, as she sat on me,  confident as she started to rock on top of my dick.
I carefully put my hands reaching up for her breasts. Shit they felt so damn full, as if they were bursting with milk already.
“Hmm,” she moaned as she started to pick up her rhythm, so did I with my hands going up and down as she rocked on me.
“Yes,” I growled, as my feet started to curl as I felt as if I was coming close to the edge. “Don’t stop,” I said as I started to get a bit rough. I knew that my hands were probably hurting her, but my cock was so damn deep. It was slipping in and out as her pussy felt so damn wet.
She was right about one thing; she was horny. All the times we’d had had sex, it had never been as intense as it was now. Her hips were not only going back and forth, but sometimes she was doing some fucking lap dance movement on me, moving it round and round. The more she swung her hips in different directions, it was driving me wild.
Then, she held on to my legs as if to keep herself in position and she quickly started jerking up and down. Just enough for me to know that I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I had to release. Had to let go of the one thing that I had kept in for so long. My damn come exploded in a million directions.
She started screaming as if she was some whore in a fucking brothel.
“I’m not done yet!”
The woman that was hesitant, that didn’t know exactly what she wanted, was replaced by this crazy woman who was in a frenzy. She grabbed her dress and cleaned my limp dick, then moved me to the back of her and said, “Fuck me from behind.”
She grabbed hold of my dick so damn greedily, I knew that there was no chance of escape.
Alexa had one thing on her mind and I hoped that coming would ease the aggressiveness, and that it would be a thing of the past.
“I need to come!”
Her voice had completely changed; it was no longer soft and gentle, but harsh and demanding. It was as if my cock was scared of her too and an erection fell into place. I thought she would want warming up, but then I realized that she was worse than a cat in heat. I started to rock behind her, cupping her breasts as I had once before. She grabbed my cock and stuffed it inside her greedily,
“Arrh,” I complained, but she ignored as she shouted, “Harder!” That was when I started to get rough. At first, I was turned off by her aggression, but then it turned into a challenge -  one that I thought I wouldn’t be able to live up to.
“Yes!”
My body slammed into the back of her like a train wreck. There was no mercy, no softness in my approach. My hips were protected by her round juicy ass that seemed to bounce them every time I thrashed into it.
“Yes!” she screamed again and I knew that I was close. My elbows held her body from moving away from the force. She had wanted to come and I knew that I had to make her.
That was all it took. My cock at the edge of her pussy ready, awaiting to travel at full force down her tunnel, making sure that every part of her body knew what was going to happen next.
“Loooogggaaan!”
My confident, demanding pregnant girlfriend yelled at the

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