Chapter 82: Father? Child? Pregnant?
“Ohhh,” I wiped the sweats on my forehead.
“I love you, love,” he kissed me on the forehead and pulled his d**k.
“I love you more,” I responded. Some of his semen were streaming down from my p***y after he pulled his d**k.
While most of his seed, I can feel its warmth inside me. Tomás busted all his c*m inside my p***y. Recalling those days when I don’t have this fake p***y, he would make me swallow it or rain it on my face.
But now, Tomás would make sure he shoots it straight on my p***y.
“Don’t move yet, love,” he ordered, looking at my entrance. “Why?” I asked curiously.
I felt his fingers pushing back his semen inside me. “I don’t want you to waste my c*m,” he said earnestly, continuing to push back his warm seed inside me.
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