Blonde short haired pregnant milf

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Blonde short haired pregnant milf. This took me by surprise as I never meant to make her think I didn’t like her. I couldn’t stop the word vomit from spewing out my mouth however. “I like you fine but you’ve been laying it on so thick I assumed you wanted something, being used for my brains or brawn gets old after awhile ya know? Can you fix this? Could you lift that, or get that down for me, or open this for me would you?” I started in on my burger, taking a bite. She smiles her waitress smile, “What about Would you put a baby in me?” She asked, a genuine inquisitive tone to her voice. Spitting the bite back out into the stryofoam to avoid choking, “What?!?!” I gasped, as She sat down and helped herself to an onion ring.

“Hubby’s shooting blanks, Doctor gave us very low chance of conceiving naturally, it’s got him all sorts of fucked up and nasty. He’s just outright hateful and not the man I love nor the one I married.” Holding my hand up to stop her, ” What’s this got to do with me?” Interjecting with a no non-sense heir about me. “Nothing, but I’ve seen your kids, they’re healthy, and strong, your healthy and strong, and plus if I get knocked up he’ll be the man I married again….I hope.” She looked like a supervillain having just revealed her big evil plans, smug. ! “And if he’s not?” Cringing as I ask. “I still got a healthy good looking kid.” She sneaks another onion ring. I chuckle, “You got it all figured out huh? Except for that whole pesky Marriage thing.” Passively brushing her off. She looked at me down her nose, “Really? After 3 weeks? She’s across town and hasn’t been over in 3 weeks…”

I clicked over to some seriously hardcore porn and she was tearing that apron off before I’d even stood up, and those black slacks didn’t stand a chance once I got sick of waiting as she fiddled with her belt buckle. I flipped her onto the bed and pulled her to the edge by her ankles, then snapped the cheap vinyl belt, ripping the zipper apart and sending the button flying. With her ponytail wrapped around my fist like reins I aimed her toward the tv and sunk it into her to the hilt. She grunted harder than I did as we fell into a rhythym of that distinct slapping sound and grunting. I was watching the movie intently when she groaned out and tightened up, When I looked down at her she was eating my burger!

Unsure to this day as to why, but I came hard letting it loose as I pushed it in as deep as I could.

She’s 3 weeks pregnant today.

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