"Damn baby, fuck." Her pussy clamped down on my cock and squeezed making my fucking eyes cross. She was feeling a little loose and freaky tonight and her ass was on fire. "What the fuck's gotten into you babe?"
It couldn't be the fucking wine. She had a deep arch in her back and her pussy was tilted as high up in back as it could go, which meant I was literally drilling her from behind.
This was all good, no complaints on this end, except I was ninety-nine percent sure my son was in her belly and I didn't know if this could hurt him.
Instead of an answer she grabbed the sheets tighter and fucked back at me hard, like she a grown ass woman. Swear to fuck I could hear Tyler's stupid ass calling me bitch made, because I was almost afraid to fuck as hard as she was inviting me to.
"Come on Zak fuck me." What the fuck? Ok I know I gave her like a quarter of a glass of red wine diluted with water at dinner, but there's no way that can account for this.