02-11-2017, 01:55 PM
"If it is, It's because of you again" I playfully say, eyes closed, rubbing my belly. "It's a good thing you can't get me anymore pregnant" I smile and moan as i slide off you. I pull myself up and check out my belly in the mirror. "I don't think I look any bigger" I giggle. I walk back over to you and spy the remains of the Ice cream. The tub was 3 quarters full and had melted into a thick runny goop. I picked it up and downed it, a faint tricked of it pours from my mouth and splashed my round pecks and belly. I finish it with a sigh of satisfaction. I look at you, with chocolate smeared over my face. "Fancy joining me in the shower?"