“I know it’s you. I wanna cum inside. I wanna watch our baby grow in your belly. Go to the store in the middle of the night for whatever you’re craving.” I murmured, leaning in just enough for my lips to brush her cheek, my nose trailing along the soft curve of her jaw, “Hold you when you cry over pregnant shit that doesn’t make sense. Rub your feet. It’s you I wanna do all those things with.”
Chileeeee
