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    Caught Pillow-Humping By Him : Pregnant Lust 16 (Pregnancy Erotica Breeding Erotica): Pregnant Lust, #16
    Caught Pillow-Humping By Him : Pregnant Lust 16 (Pregnancy Erotica Breeding Erotica): Pregnant Lust, #16
    Caught Pillow-Humping By Him : Pregnant Lust 16 (Pregnancy Erotica Breeding Erotica): Pregnant Lust, #16
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    Caught Pillow-Humping By Him : Pregnant Lust 16 (Pregnancy Erotica Breeding Erotica): Pregnant Lust, #16

    By Millie King

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    Mr. Bradford overhears me getting carried away with my pillow and he comes in to check what I'm up to.  He's amazed and more than a little worked up.  If he overhears me again there will be consequences, and I'm keen to see what those consequences are.  Read how he bursts into my room again, naked and at full-mast, ready to claim his willing tenant.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSandi Cole
    Release dateFeb 26, 2020
    ISBN9781393494638
    Caught Pillow-Humping By Him : Pregnant Lust 16 (Pregnancy Erotica Breeding Erotica): Pregnant Lust, #16

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      Mr. Bradford, I whispered, scared to say the words.

      I writhed quicker, rocking my bed back and forth and beginning to cry out in pleasure.  Seconds before the climax could take hold I heard a noise and before I realized that it was the sound of someone walking up the stairs my door flung open.

      What the hell is— Mr. Bradford began, then he froze in place, staring at the sight of his naked, pregnant tenant mid-play.

      I didn’t move.  I felt locked in his gaze.  I wondered if he might forget everything he was seeing if I didn’t move a muscle.  It was a long shot.

      Just ... keep the noise down, he said.  I don’t wanna hear you up here again or there will be some serious consequences.

      He backed away steadily towards the door, locking his eyes on mine as if he wanted to show me that he wasn’t looking at anything else.

      He closed it behind him and I finally took a breath, following it with several more as I realized I’d been holding them the entire time.

      I felt a deep shame and I could feel the heat of embarrassment in my face, but one word of his rang again in my ears.  Consequences.  What did he mean by that?

      Ordinarily you might think it meant kicking me out, or taking me over his knee, but I knew he wasn’t going to do either of those things.  Kicking out a pregnant woman is barbaric, and I was too old to go over his knee—as much as I’d love that.  Something about his lingering stare made me think there was more to it.

      Gradually I found myself beginning to writhe again, rocking back and forth on my

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