A Bun In My Oven And Daddy’s Cock In My Pussy : Pregnant Lust 8

by Millie King

Book Cover: A Bun In My Oven And Daddy’s Cock In My Pussy : Pregnant Lust 8
Part of the Pregnant Lust series:

Daddy comes in to check on me at the bakery, but he gets a little too flirtatious when he asks to listen to my belly.

He confesses that he finds pregnant women attractive, and I confess that I’m finding pretty much everything arousing right now.  The pregnancy is affecting me in ways I never thought possible, and now it’s about to affect the both of us in a very serious way indeed.  Read as I close the bakery and satisfy Daddy until he ices my buns!

Excerpt:

I moved a hand to my crotch and pushed against my jeans, opening my legs and looking at him through my knees.

“This is for you,” he said, putting a hand over his crotch.

“Where are you going to put it?”

He placed his shirt on top of his jacket and then turned as he opened his belt.

“Wherever you want it,” he said.

I bounced my big, veined tits together again.  “Between here?”

Daddy said nothing and the dancing stopped.  He popped the button of his pants open slowly then he slid the zipper down, keeping his eyes on me as I stared at his crotch.

“That’s what I want,” I hushed, and I couldn’t even blink as I stared at him and waited.

Daddy pulled his pants open roughly and then started to drop them along with his underwear as he walked back to me.

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I watched as the line of hair that stretched down from his navel became thicker and coarser.  Soon I saw the thick hilt of his manhood and then I marveled as his length was revealed.  He moved his pants further down and more and more of the barrel of his flesh became visible until it turned a deeper shade of pink at the crown.

It bobbed out of his pants in front of me and he stood in wait beside the pallet of flour, rightly proud of what he was offering me.

“Fuck, Daddy!” I swooned, sitting upright quickly and going right for him.

“That’s it, girl,” he said, staring down as I tackled him.

I took him in two hands, pulling him towards my hungry mouth before kissing over the tip of his thickness.

“Good girl,” he said, holding my head on him.

I jerked him through both my hands, twisting up before pushing my lips down over him and letting my saliva run down his shaft.  I massaged it back against him with my pepper-grinder grip, working around his cock until the whole thing was messy with my spit.

“I want this inside me,” I moaned, putting him back in my mouth and aching a groan as I sent him to the top of my throat.

“That’s it,” he snarled.  “Let Daddy fuck your mouth.”

I held my mouth on him and he started to move his hips, thrusting through the tight grip of my lips and holding my head in place.

I clacked my throat around him and then Daddy pulled out quickly.  I gasped.  Spit dripped from my mouth and landed on my swollen tits.

“You dirty bitch,” Daddy said, really getting into it now.

He quickly moved out of his pants and shoes, tearing off his socks as he mounted the pallet and straddled my body.

I fell backwards and Daddy was soon sat on the top of my stomach and pointing his cock up between my wet, glistening cleavage.

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About the Author

Millie King writes naughty lactation erotica that'll leave you dripping, along with the main character!

Dominant men drain younger woman of their nectar, guzzling down their cream while getting harder and harder by the second until they have to get drained themselves!


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