Aurora’s Pregnancy Fantasy Involves Being Pleasured By Two Youthful Studs

Either way— “Is she pretty?”
“Of course she’s pretty. Probably the most awesome person that had ever walked the face of her dimension, and yet she was alone. This might just require vengeance, she thought with less resolve than expected. So what if it was true that most of the time she didn’t even need a bra. Pick a mate, breed him, and leave him. With a fucking ghost. Those words didn’t seem right though as his fingertip grazed the curve of her ankle. But she wasn’t, right? She might have taken to sleeping with clothes on, as opposed to her normal ritual of sleeping nude. Mere inches above, all that registered in her mind was her own appearance. “Oh, just a little. At least until one morning of no exceptional consequence. She managed to fight them back away from the shielded head of his baby-maker, but the back and forth motion only encouraged her thighs to clench in hunger.