Passion into pregnancy

Cirre gasped, letting out soft echoing moans. Her hands trailed up his back, clawing into his rough skin. She would bite and suckle against his neck, sucking in his enriching scent of masculinity. Her legs stretched out around him, toes curling as the made gently passionate love.

"Turok... ahhh.. Right.. there"

She groaned out, feeling his cock arch up inside of her cunt. Striking some nerves, she squirmed against him. Her legs started to buckle up around him, arms lapsing over his shoulders. Her climax was ready. Firing off at the same time Turok unloaded inside of her cunt. The pregnancy mark wasted no time issuing it out onto Cirre's stomach. Movement began to slowly make motion inside of her womb.

"You, you're about to be a father... Help me get ready to birth your children.. Our children.."