You sit there, rubbing the top of my belly. I can feel your child sitting heavier and heavier into my hips every day. It turns me on to think about just how big your baby is. My hips ache but then just the thought of you rubbing the crease where my belly hits my hips gets me so hot. When you do it you always stand behind me, your face sitting above my shoulder to watch while your hands start at the crease then work their way all over my belly. I love the relief that comes when you lift the bump out of my hips, but I also love the weight when you set it back down. It can be uncomfortable at times but I love the constant physical reminder of what you've done to me. Your baby is so well cared for and growing so well. I hate that this weight also means we're almost done, but that doesn't mean we can't do it again.
NEED something inhuman in my womb, squirming and forcing my belly to grow insanely big.
A cutie patootie for Under a Big Rock and for Mayternity!
already lifting my ass and presenting. Whines. Wanna be bred pls. Want be full. Stuffed with something pls whines .....
Fucking haunted by my desperate need for fatter tits
Who wants Mommy Milk 🍼
looking at her selfies like i could actually get her pregnant
Short pregnant woman with triplets
(Admit it, we ALL wanted at least one video of that belly)
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