All dolled up in pastel, I melt into a needy little daydream about you breeding me full and round. My voice is breathy, sweet, and filthy as I beg you to pump me until I’m swollen with your offspring. I tease about how I’d look knocked up, my belly growing with your seed, my body made just to carry for you. Every soft moan and whisper is soaked in the fantasy of being your perfect pregnant plaything, dripping with the ache of wanting you to fuck me full again and again.
PASTEL BREEDING
All dolled up in pastel, I melt into a needy little daydream about you breeding me full and round. My voice is breathy, sweet, and filthy as I beg you to pump me until I’m swollen with your offspring. I tease about how I’d look knocked up, my belly growing with your seed, my body made just to carry...
All dolled up in pastel, I melt into a needy little daydream about you breeding me full and round. My voice is breathy, sweet, and filthy as I beg you to pump me until I’m swollen with your offspring. I tease about how I’d look knocked up, my belly growing with your seed, my body made just to carry for you. Every soft moan and whisper is soaked in the fantasy of being your perfect pregnant plaything, dripping with the ache of wanting you to fuck me full again and again.
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