7 p.m.

At 7 p.m., Carrie fed her husband, then went under the table, pulling out that long, ancient cock of his. He let his legs fall open, and she started sucking on the tip of it, paying special attention to his balls and ass, which he loved. By the time he finished supper, he was hard.

"Mmmm, thanks sweetpea," he said. She leaned up, kissing him tenderly, then slid her wet, hairy pussy down on his big black cock.

"Ohh, fuck Daddy," she said, her big pregnant belly right against Tony as she rode him. Tony growled, as she bounced up and down.

"Little Tony Jr. is going to be a big boy," Tony said, rubbing her belly.

"Fuck yes, he is ... first of many," Carrie whimpered.

She continued riding him, slowly because of her pregnancy and his size and the fragile condition of the chair, creaming his cock three times before he came inside her.

"I love you Tony," Carrie whispered, kissing him once more.