Love Child

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Hotwife is pregnant by another man.
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Another man planted his seed in me.
His fruit grows in my womanhood
His love was greater than yours
His love pride stronger than yours.
I couldn't stop him from fucking me
I neither could nor wanted to.
I begged and begged him to plant his seed in me.
While your dick makes love to me,
Deep within me its fruit grows
I lie happy in your arms
Knowing that you will love his child.
No, I won't admit that it turns me on
That it makes me happy,
That I will bear his child.
Please darling, caress my belly,
In which another man's child grows
And when I have an orgasm with you
I remember the moment I received his seed
Please darling, I know you will love us both.

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HottieOlwenHottieOlwenabout 2 months ago

ME:"I've got some news, dear cucky,

Sit down, and don't get mad.

My lover's got me pregnant.

You're going to be a pseudo-dad."

MY CUCK: "Oh, my dear, darling HotWife

That news is really cool.

I know I'm simply not equipped

I've got a little boy's tool."

ME: "It's to my cost, I know that you

Have got a pathetic willy.

But still I love you very much

Even tho' fucking you is downright silly."

CUCKY: "Don't worry your head my darling Hot Wife

Go out and get cock night and day

Give birth to your love child, when the time's due

We'll bring it up in our own special way."

DampKittenDampKittenabout 2 months ago

This is hot... and you know why.

I really like the second person narrative here. It's a personal and authentic piece. Definitely resonates...

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