Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
I didn’t care about his granddaughter. I didn’t care about the guards.
All I cared about was my wife.
I groaned at her luscious body.
“God,” I breathed as I stared at her tits. “They’ve gotten bigger.”
She bent over, causing them to sway with her movement, and came back up with a black tube.
I blinked.
“I got all this ready last night when Stanley told me that I’d have access to this trailer. I also sanitized it because I have no clue when the last time it’s been cleaned. This is ready.”
“What is this?” I asked as she waved the tube around.
“This,” she said as she popped the top off a tube that was filled with something. “Is silicone. I mixed it up when I heard you were on your way. I hope I got your measurements right.”
I frowned as she came at me with her tube of whatever.
I leaned forward and took it from her hand.
“We’re not doing this.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to.”
She leaned down and looked me directly in the eyes.
“Trouper,” she said. “I’m seven months pregnant. With your child. I can’t have your cock. And I’m horny. All. The. Time. We’re doing this whether you want to do it or not.”
I opened my mouth, then closed it.
Then, inevitably, gave her what she wanted.
“My cock’s not hard,” I lied.
It was hard.
But only because I knew she was right there, ready for me to sink into.
And God, her breasts were once again swaying in my face.
I reached out and captured her nipple into my mouth, and she gasped.
“We only have a short window,” she groaned as she tried to pull away.
My hand on her ass, pulling her forward, was enough to get her to stay.
“I need you to put your cock into this.” She gasped as she came down farther onto my lap.
God, she was beautiful. All ass and tits. And the belly was really doing it for me.
It wasn’t much.
Honestly, it was surprising that she was already seven months because she didn’t look all that big.
But it was really doing things to my cock.
“I need your cock,” she breathed.
And I wasn’t sure whether she was asking for my cock to put in her torture device, or my cock deep inside her pussy.
Because only one of those I really wanted myself.
“You need to be naked,” she grumbled as she pulled away.
I allowed her nipple to pop free of my mouth, causing a loud pop to fill the room.
She groaned and pulled away. “Off with your clothes.”
I stood up, crowding her close, and slowly started to shuck out of my stupid orange jumpsuit.
I wanted to burn it.
I hated it so fuckin’ much.
I was used to wearing jumpsuits. Flight suits. Not prison clothes.
This stupid orange filth felt like a chain around my neck.
But I forgot all about that chain when it slipped from my body.
She groaned and hooked her fingers into my underwear and pulled them down.
My eyes went to her mouth as she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth, pulling back just as fast.
I growled in frustration.
“You’re killing me,” I groaned.
She pushed me back onto the couch, or tried to, but I didn’t budge.
“Not this time,” I growled as I pulled her into me. “This time you let me taste.”
She was already shaking her head and thrusting that plastic tube into my face.
“This,” she said. “You need to do this. Seriously, Troup. I need a cock inside of me.”
I grabbed her by the hips, twirled her around, and bent her over the closest chair.
“You’re going to get one,” I grunted.
“But…” She hesitated when I sank my cock inside of her. “I need a cock when you’re not here.”
I lifted my hand to the tube and took it from her hand.
Doing two things at once, both of which took concentration, wasn’t something that I was particularly good at. Not when one of those things meant I had her pussy wrapped around my cock.
I handed it back to her, then I pulled her back into me so that we were both standing still, my cock buried deep inside of her.
“We need to be seated for this, I think,” I murmured, reluctantly pulling out of her.
She groaned and whirled around, her belly leading the way, and I caught her before she could go flying.
“Careful,” I warned, my hand on her belly. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
She licked her lips. “I won’t.”
I walked backward to the couch and sat on it, gesturing for her to come to me when I was fully seated.
She all but ran, and then jumped in my lap, her knees hitting the soft cushions on either side of me with a bounce.
I laughed and caught her to me, pulling her in close.
She immediately started to sheathe herself on my cock again, and I leaned forward and caught her perky nipple in my mouth again.