Cory's the father

Morgan had been wondering exactly how she was going to go about telling Cory he was the father, then remember how she broke the news to him last time and with their blossoming relationship, she simply went over to his house for a fun romp.

"W-wait... ...ugh, a minute..." Cory panted as he plunged his cock into Morgan's gushing cunt. "...you... ...ugh, you know don't you?" He smirked.

"Maybe..." Morgan whimpered as her orgasm peaked, bursting around Cory's pumping shaft.

"Well? Am I or am I not?" Cory grunted as he pounded his throbbing length again and again into Morgan.

"Mm-fuck! YES!" She cried out and came. "It's yours!" Her spasming walls sucked Cory into her hungry hole causing him to lose control and cum, her hips rolling to milk his exploding length.

"FUCK!" He groaned as his energy left him, his cock pulsing between Morgan's moist velvety folds. "UGH-SHIT! GREAT!" Cory tried to say good things but his brain went dumb as Morgan drained his balls.

"What are you going to do?" Morgan asked, panting as she lay beneath him.

"You're married..." Cory let the words hang in the air.

"I..." Morgan searched his eyes, even as she felt his heartbeat through the shaft that yet lingered within her fertile mound. "...don't have to be..." She whispered.

"...I could stick around..." Cory suggested.

The two rested beside each other wondering what was going to happen next. Eventually Morgan dressed and returned home to her husband. Kissing him on the cheek before sneaking up to take a quick shower. The heat soothed Morgan's aching muscles and the seclusion of the shower allowed her to hone in the decision she needed to make.