Petra Feet Teases With Her Black Rht Nylons, Playfully Flaunting Her Soles And Toes Under The Table—so Close You Can Almost Taste Them, Edging You Until Release.

I stroked her silky, wavy, brown hair as she held me and squeezed me tight. “Why do guys always say that? Her tits were bigger, her ass was only a little bit plumper but her belly was slowly expanding outward each day. I’m not sure if she knew she was pregnant back then and that’s why she said she was going to eat until she was “nice and thicc,” but either way she did get bigger. I was delighted to find that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She was upset we didn’t have sex yesterday. Victoria’s ass and thighs had rounded out a bit more but the biggest change was definitely her tummy. My cum gradually dripped down her little bump. I shouldn’t like this, I shouldn’t like getting these women pregnant and I shouldn’t be imagining Victoria with big, milky, swollen tits. I carefully slid her over to a section of the bed where it wasn’t soaking wet and nasty. That meant an entire lecture hall, Monet’s dorm building and my apartment building. “Oh yeah what’s that?” Vic scoffed. I wondered if I could take over for lotion duties sometime.