I couldn’t help but smile as I studied them. Once every last drop had been ingested, I returned to the source for more. Or perhaps it was simply the fact that I was being pounded by my beautiful friend. Pulling away from her breasts for the final time, I tried to make my way down to her pussy, but she stopped me before I could. I nodded, too excited to speak. “Ready?” she asked. I couldn’t help but smile as I studied them. Pregnancy had turned her into an overweight, pimply-faced slob. I was incredibly nervous when I rang the doorbell. I drank for what felt like an eternity, making sure to tease my friend’s nipples in the process. Of course, there was no sign of a strapon. I would have gladly made her climax, but apparently, she had other plans in mind.
