Lately, I like to imagine myself in bed one morning. A man, some years older than I maybe the father of a peer or friend, reaches beneath my shirt and starts playing with my breasts. Grabbing them, squeezing them softly as he leans in and begins to kiss my neck.

he leaves his marks upon me I can’t help but moan. As I feel him suck down on my skin making it known that I am his. I want to feel him grind against me, and my ass pressed against his growing cock.

I want to feel his hands slowly snake their way down my body. I want to feel him slowly slip his hands in my panties, and I want him to start slowly rubbing me. I want him to pull me closer to him as he plays with my clitoris and continue to grind against me as I moan as he eventually begins to finger me and I’m gasping for air.

At this point I’d beg him to put his cock into me, and he’d oblige after making me beg for it. Beg for his big daddy dick. And I’d beg. He’d quickly pin me to bed, and he’d barely pull down my pants as he eagerly shoved his massive cock into my tiny sopping wet pussy. I’d lock my legs around him as I feel his cock thrust slowly in and out of me. I’d hold him tight as if to bring him deeper into my tight pussy.

I’d start begging for him to fill my tight pussy. A tight pussy his wife no longer has. A tight fertile pussy. At this point, I’d want him to fuck me into the mattress. I’d want to feel the whole bed bounce beneath us as he slams his cock into me. As he tells me how I’m such a naughty girl. How he’s excited to make me a mommy. I’d come so hard as he shoves his load into my womb. Planting his seed so deep within me.

I couldn’t help but wonder after , how I will be carrying a little brother or sister for my friend sooner or later.