I realized last night that I’m big enough now that I have to hold my belly when I’m bent over getting fucked. I mostly wear sweatshirts around the house, so it’s not as noticeable… and I’ve started wearing them during sex, too. So most of the time I can ignore now big I’m getting.
But last night, I don’t know what it was, I just couldn’t keep my hands off of the hard, tight swell of it under my shirt. Every time I cupped the front of it made my knees weak, made me feel completely out of control, just a horny little cockslut that couldn’t help but get himself knocked up, swelling with as many babies I can take.
I kind of can’t wait until I have no choice but to take the sweatshirt off, until it can’t contain how big I’ve gotten… I want to bend over and feel my gigantic belly hanging between my legs, forcing them open, putting me on display for whoever wants to take me.