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Good morning……

I was standing in the kitchen, the sunlight streaming through the windows, casting a warm glow across the countertops as I prepared lunch. The sounds of our children playing and the distant chatter of the TV filled the house with a comforting hum. I felt a familiar, playful tension when he walked in, his eyes lingering on me with that unmistakable look of desire.

He comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and pressed his body against mine. I could feel the heat of him, the strength in his embrace, and a shiver of excitement ran down my spine. His breath was warm against my neck as he whispered, “I’ve missed you.”

I turned my head slightly, catching his gaze, and couldn’t help but smile. “Here?” I whispered back, a thrill coursing through me at the thought.

“Here,” he confirmed, his voice low and filled with longing.

He gently turned me around, and we kissed, a deep and passionate kiss that spoke of all the moments we had been apart. His hands roamed over my body, finding the curves and lines he knew so well. There was something electrifying about the urgency, the risk, knowing our children were just in the next room, blissfully unaware.

We moved together in a rhythm that was both familiar and thrillingly new, the kitchen our unexpected haven. My back pressed against the counter, and he lifted me slightly, the cool surface contrasting with the heat between us. Every touch, every movement, was filled with a raw, urgent passion that made my heart race.

His hands were everywhere, exploring, caressing, as we lost ourselves in the moment. The sound of the children’s laughter in the background only heightened the intensity of our encounter, adding an element of danger that made it all the more exhilarating.

Our connection was undeniable, a blend of love and lust that left me breathless. It was a reminder of the spark that had always been there, the fire that burned just beneath the surface of our everyday lives. As we moved together, the world outside the kitchen faded away, leaving just the two of us in our private, stolen moment.

Finally, with a shared sigh of satisfaction, we paused, our foreheads resting against each other. We knew we had to return to the real world, to our roles as parents, but for that brief, beautiful moment, we had found each other again in the most unexpected place.

We straightened our clothes and shared a conspiratorial smile, the connection between us stronger than ever. As we stepped back into the living room, our children looked up, completely oblivious to the passionate encounter that had just taken place in the kitchen. And as I watched them play, I felt a deep sense of contentment and love, knowing that even amidst the chaos of family life, we still had our moments of magic.

Since I can’t post the crowning gif, DM me to see it! will be posting it in my ManyVids too :)

Happy Thanksgiving everyone 🙈🙈 embarrassed to say I kicked it off early last night w some heavy cream 👉👈 I'm nervous for how much I'm gonna bulge outa my clothes by the end of today..and what people will say🥵🥵

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Thanks to the anon who sent me a link to some of my old pics and videos!

Back from vaca!

I’ll be answering messages and hopefully posting more tomorrow! 😘😏

I think the growing has finally slowed down. I guess I’ll find out for sure tomorrow. What do you think, do you think I’ll get bigger? Or even can??

In any case, I’m positive there’s more than one. I can feel at least two sets of feet pressing against me from inside and moving around, almost like they’re playing. There may be a third pressed up against my back, but I’m not entirely sure. It certainly feels like it’s getting cramped in there, but they’re still managing to wriggle and writhe from within. I have to say, it feels amazing. Every shift of weight, every kick, every jump… it’s almost… hypnotizing. Reminding me I was made to do this. Whatever this is.