Three years in the making.. by HugeBumpMaster, literature
Literature
Three years in the making..
The first date was enough for me and my husband, as we got married that night. We made our interests from the first date clear. Though neither of us admitted it at first, we admitted after about an hour of sitting in the bar together. We had a big thing for pregnancy and simply both wanted a big family. Little did I know, my husband was crazy for pregnant women compared to me who had a turn on with the thought of being full. His family had genes that were made to fit big shoes and huge wombs. He didn’t tell me till after rutting me into a wall after being eloped at 1 am in the morning, but his family was known for multiples...and big babies. Not to mention, rather long pregnancies Even after he told me that, I wasn’t deterred. The thought of being so big and full of such a handsome man’s fruit made me soaked even after he had come into me moments before. After knowing such knowledge, I made sure he fucked me as much as was needed to get me so full I couldn’t walk… Alas, here we are