08-17-2017, 05:09 PM
Mitsuo lifting up his head reminded Gil of a swan, extending its neck high up in the sky. He nibblrd along his neck, kissed lightly on his adam's apple. The belly was once again tightening up, shifting and forcing the baby down. This time, he could feel more pressure on his cockhead and frankly, the wet patch of hair just increased the sensation. Gil moaned and groaned. He held Mitsuo's back so that he could arch his back forward and work his way through the contraction.
The contractions wrre working their way in opsning up Mitsuos cervix, the bottleneck receding and dilating to allow for thr passage of the baby, so soon Gol was fedling less pressure at the tip. To compensate for thr receding pleasure, he lifted Mitsuo's hips up and dropped him right down onto himself so once again, he fucked the baby back in.
The contractions wrre working their way in opsning up Mitsuos cervix, the bottleneck receding and dilating to allow for thr passage of the baby, so soon Gol was fedling less pressure at the tip. To compensate for thr receding pleasure, he lifted Mitsuo's hips up and dropped him right down onto himself so once again, he fucked the baby back in.