There’ll be no games not even fun ones, no condoms and definitely no pulling out. Just her and I working together to get every speck of my thick warm cum deep in her pussy. After the first day there’ll be no doubt that she’s been bred and already our child grows inside her. After the first week her pussy will be sore and swollen from eagerly devouring load after load from morning till night. After the second week she’ll have given up wearing any form of bottoms as they only get stained from the constant streams of my cum running down her thighs and to further encourage me to pump evermore cum inside her where she wants it. Every intense breeding will be accompanied by my whispers in her ear of how good she’s being, how much she deserves this for being such a good woman, that I can’t wait for her to be pregnant, how much I love her as the mother of our kids, and how good she looks with her features twisted in ecstasy while begging for more cum.

She’s done the test and though we knew she was going to be pregnant the confirmation only makes us happier. The next nine months both of us full of pride for bringing another life into this world. The passionate sex to go with it and wishing with each load that it was possible to get her more pregnant than she already is. Watching her start to glow with the pregnancy, radiant and beautiful as a full moon. Infinitely precious to me as she is mine. Falling asleep every night with a hand on her stomach feeling the gradual swell of her midriff change day to day. Getting to dote on her more as the pregnancy moves into each trimester. Holding her hand through the birth of our child, until at last our bundle of joy is in her arms and she is in mine. Our family has begun and we’ll be welcoming more into the world over the next years.