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You think about me nonstop these days. You obsess over how pregnant I am now. You relish in the fact that you’re responsible for it. You think about how hungry I get for my cravings and how it’s your baby inside me that’s made me this way.

You get excited by actually seeing a difference in quickly I get tired every month. Each month you hyper fixated on how much bigger I am then the previous month. You think about how much longer I still have to go. You can see about how much harder it’s getting for me to walk. You think I’m so cute that I’m waddling because of you. Seeing my belly drop hang low turns you on. You notice each week I’ve had to lean a little more back and I have my hands on my back to support my own weight.

You love telling me what about my changing and growing body turns you on. You adored each phase of my belly- when it was a tiny little pudge that was barely noticeable you loved to squeeze and smoosh and kiss my stomach around and under my belly button. When it become a little bump, it almost looked like I had just gained a few lbs, you started kissing it even more and would tell me to sit down so it would be more pronounced or spoon you so you could feel it before it got too big. When it became a mound you loved rubbing my whole body. My swelling midsection especially but you swore I was getting softer overall. When I really became visibly pregnant. And you would come from behind and kiss my neck and massage my growing breasts which had outgrown my bras. Then you’d slide your hands down to my underbelly and just try to lift my belly up as much as you could.

Each week you’d tell me “let me feel how big my baby and my baby girl are getting.” Whenever you rub my growing mid section you always gently caress the crease where my pregnant belly juts out forward from my hips. You tell me it’s one of your favorite things about my body. As I got bigger and dropped lower you always rub my underbelly any chance you get. You’re always rubbing your hands from my hips to down under my belly button.

You think about how I still have a little bit over a month and wonder much bigger I’ll be growing….

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My current seed.

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You can’t help but love when i give your big pregnant gut the attention it deserves, worshipping all of it and being proud that i made that, rubbing my hand all over it, giving it some kisses, or giving attention to that outie of a belly button you got with the pregnancy, poking, rubbing, kissing or licking it.

You’re happy of how big you are, smiling every time you feel our big and healthy babies in there whenever I give your big belly some attention, even though the kicks are strong, you always leave me to play with your baby bump, maybe they’re reaching out to mom and dad?

Sometimes I don’t have to be the one to ask to give attention to that belly, sometimes you come to me, naked and proudly showing off what I gave you, that pair of puffy milk jugs and that prominent full with twins belly, you hold your belly and press it against my face as I begin to kiss or lick it lovingly, my hands reaching to rub the sides.

That little session of attention turns into desire, then to lust, then to an evening of passionate love making, the cock that made you so pregnant going back inside like it had done before, you moan lovingly and pant at the feeling your puffy pussy is getting, holding your belly almost in a protective way, your hands rubbing the back of my head when I latch onto one of your breasts and begin to drink that sweet nectar they made.

Rough but gentle enough, after some time of all that attention, teasing, foreplay, sex you moan as we reach the climax and a gush of warm fluid escapes your vagina…oops! Maybe I was a bit rough baby? I made your water break…get ready to start pushing