01-18-2016, 01:21 AM
Steve felt a whine building in his chest, like a dog begging for a treat. In retrospect, he wasn't sure if he actually whined or not. He didn't know what else to do except go along with it all, letting Will settle his heavily pregnant body onto the bed. Each little motion of Will sinking his fingers deeper into him made him almost instinctively clench around them. He thought he was doing that as part of the show before, but now he knew it was next to involuntary.
And so Steve laid on the bed, legs spread, ass up, belly standing and swollen. Fuck it all. He was ready to forget his name. So what if he looked like a two bit bottom bitch, that was the kind of mood he was in that night.
And so Steve laid on the bed, legs spread, ass up, belly standing and swollen. Fuck it all. He was ready to forget his name. So what if he looked like a two bit bottom bitch, that was the kind of mood he was in that night.