She didn’t like the fact that he was finishing on another man’s “trophy.” He didn’t even get her pregnant, so why should he get to celebrate?Īs she was about to say something, Harold ripped his dick out and splooged all over her enormous belly. She continued, “Hey, finish on my chest, will you?” She could barely see over the thing, but she wasn’t complaining. Her tits bounced back and forth with each thrust, and she had to hold her belly tight so it wouldn’t hit her in the face. Too bad she didn’t wear a watch on her wrist. “Mhmm,” Steph replied, lacking the motivation to add any enthusiasm.
“Oh yeah, you like that baby?” he let out as he pushed faster, almost shaking with excitement. She couldn’t help but wonder how long this was going to last. Harold kept thrusting into his soon-to-be bride as she laid on her back like a starfish.
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