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Click hereHeather dressed carefully and took her carriage to Northleigh Hall. Cameron himself answered the door and was dressed to go riding. His look of displeasure almost caused Heather to falter.
"What do you want, my love?" he said sarcastically.
She held out a hand. "Cameron, darling, our baby ---"
"Our baby? Ha. It could be anybody's."
"I'm expecting in April. I'm very sure that it's yours."
"Well, we shall see when the baby comes who it favors. If it looks like me, I may concede to accept it."
"Cameron, don't be angry. You told me from the beginning you knew of my escapades. You got what you wanted."
"I also thought you would fall in love."
"I can."
"Why is it I can never resist you?"
Cameron pulled Heather through the door and led her to his bedchamber, the same one as the first time. Impatient, they stripped each other of their clothes.
They fell into bed, Cameron whispering how much he loved her tight cunt, and freeing his cock, pushed it into her. She sighed in pleasure and wrapped her arms around him.
He fucked her long into the hours of the night, filling her with his cum over and over again.
Heather cuddled against him. She glanced at the clock on the table. Eight o'clock.
"I'm so very tired now, Cameron."
"So what will you do, Heather? Will you stay the night and let me hold you?"
Heather stretched luxuriously. "Yes, Cameron, I will stay. Make love to me again."
With a victorious smile, Cameron pushed his hard cock into her tight, wet cunt once again.