04-15-2017, 11:17 PM
Baxter looked at John, wishing he could focus his hate for him and just get himself out of this situation but that was out of the realm of possibility. As he nodded, his lips pressing together for a long moment, tears still came and stained his eyes though he looked like he was too tired to argue any more. The older man whimpered as he curled forward, grasping onto the backs of his thighs and attempting to push with the contraction this time as he beared down as hard as he could. His face turning red as it scrunched up, bearing his teeth and clinching his jaw, veins bulging as he didn't let up this time even the contraction peaked. Though the head came and went yet again, leaving the pregnant, laboring man sobbing in exhaustion afterwards.
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