I felt my cock would spurt cum any moment now—the pleasure of Freya's pregnant pussy was too much. Her hairy, swollen cunt gripped me like a hot, wet fist, every ridge and fold dragging along my cock with obscene, sucking friction.
The thick bush of dark curls scratched deliciously against my pelvis with every deep thrust, her fat outer lips hugging my base so tight I could feel them pulsing. Her inner walls rippled and clenched rhythmically—milking me, begging me to unload—while her engorged clit throbbed against my pubic bone like a second heartbeat.
I groaned through clenched teeth, hips stuttering as I fought the urge to slam balls-deep and flood her.
"Fuuuck… Freya… don't clench it so hard… otherwise I might cum any time… your pregnant pussy's too fucking tight… too hot… gripping my cock like it wants to drain every drop right into your womb… shit… I can feel your cervix kissing the head… one more push and I'll be painting your baby… aaah—hold on—!"
Freya didn't hold on.
