“God, why is that so fucking hot?” I panted, wiggling against the sensation and feeling his hot cum locked within the stretch with no escape. “I don’t even want kids,” I let out, not so delicately. He smiled and bit at my ear. “That’s fine. I want what you want. But the fantasy is fun to indulge, and breeding is a big fucking kink of mine.” “I like it, too,” I admitted. I’d had no idea I liked it until then. Until earlier, when he talked about filling me with his babies. In reality, it wasn’t something I wanted, or could probably even do as, you know, Death incarnate. But as a sexy fantasy,
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