No stopping for lunch

Your body bounce rhythmically as you sit on top of him. You are breathing hard from the exertion, but you are not ready to quit at all. The veil has fallen of somewhere and your hair is a wild sexy mess. His hands are fondling your tits and pregnant belly. You sit down hard as the euphoric feeling of your female orgasm flows through your body. At the same time Alex's cock twitch inside you as more warm babybatter is shot inside your welcoming pussy.

You sigh with happiness sitting cowgirl on top of him. "34" You exhale looking down at Alex. The two of you are dripping with sweat and breathing hard from your hourly long babymaking session.

"Maybe it's time for a lunch break." You say. The brief post orgasm clarity giving you enough sense to acknowledge that passing out from dehydration would be an unwanted development.

Alex eyes turn sharp. He grabs your body and roll over, turning you onto your back with him on top. "Food yes, break no." He says simply as he starts moving inside you again. Then he grabs the phone by the bed and gives it to you. "You call room service." He says.

"Wait what?" You ask confused.

"I only have today to put as many babies in you as i can, we are not stopping." He declares.

"But Alex we should really drink something at least." You plead.

"We can eat and drink and make babies at the same time." He states. His hand strong hand wonderfully groping your tit. The idea suddenly excites you.

You dial the number and start ordering. Figuring that you will need a lot to last you order several meals and even more drink. Alex doesn't make things easier for you however and starts picking up the pace. You struggle to keep your voice respectable as he fucks you. His hands intentionally going for all you most sensitive spots. You try your best to one handed beat them of but to little avail as he fingers your clit and massages your tits.

".... Ah... and just nghh knock at th.. the door and we will bngh... bring it in ourselves." You finally end the call. Having completely lost the fight as Alex decided to use his superior strength to overwhelm you. massaging your clit and right tit.

"Fuck Hahh.. you AAHHhhuh" You gasp felling slightly angry and quickly approaching your orgasm.

"Happily." He responds and kiss you hard. You give a slight effort in resisting but don't really have the strength or will to resist.

You grab the sheets hard as you orgasm once more. You body tightens as it's wreaked with bolts of thundering pleasure. Alex in turns pumps even more of his cum into your warm pussy as it hugs his breeding tool tight.

"You are such an amazing wife." He says softly. The feeling of love fills your chest as he pumps the next baby into you. "And that's baby 35." He whispers as he once more strokes your pregnant belly. As he starts fucking your overflowing lovetunnel again after about three seconds of break you know that despite the embarrassment that he could make you do anything.

There is a knock on the door a few minutes later. "Alex (pant) lets break just a little (ahhAh) to (uhf) get the (gasp) food!" You manage to say trough pants and moans as he continue to mate you.

"No." A simple word said so firmly that you are taken aback. He then grabbs your hips and turn you over on all fours. Still fucking you he wraps his arms around you. Then with a strenght you didn't knew he possesed he lifts you of the bed and you find yourself standing bent forward on the floor. "Lets go." Alex says. Both hands on your hips he **** you to start walking by fucking you from behind, each trust pushing you into a tiny step forward. You start regretting wearing heels as you are **** to grab onto the furniture and walls to keep you balanced. Slowly you make your way to the door and open it.

You peer outside to note that no one is there, luckily aside for the four carts containing the feast you ordered the hallway is empty. You start grabbing the handles of the carts and pull them inside while keeping an eye out and trying to make as little noise as possible while Alex fucks you. The last cart however is not within armsreach of the door, with a sinking feeling you realize that you are going to have to go out into the hallway to get it.

Slowly with as large steps as you can manage in your heels you start making your ways out. The wet sound of Alex's and yours sexes colliding repeatedly echoes down the hall. Silently you pray that no one is going to see you. Then with a feeling of triumph you grab the handel of the cart. Finally you can get back inside. Then you feel Alex's trusts inside you getting more deliberate. He no longer urges you to move, his tight grip keeping you still instead.

"Alex don't." You pant as you realize what is about to happen. Your own body is tingling with familiar heat. You need to get inside. Your Boobs bounce in the rapid pace he is pulling know. It's to late. You can't help yourself as you half moan half scream as you orgasm. At the same time Alex hilts his cock inside your babyhole and another virile load inside you.

You shiver with pleasure as he breeds you, **** you hold onto the cart to keep you balans. Finally he sighs with satisfaction and he givers your buttcheek an appriciative squeese.

"You couldn't have held it until we where back inside? you ask.

"Nope, our daughter didn't want to miss the orange juice, she strongly believes it's going to be her favourit." He explains while casually kneading your bubbly behind. Then he starts trusting again, his cock barely having lost any hardness since he came.

"Really? We can't even take a break to get back inside?" You ask almost pleading with him.

"I'd rather not, se our latest daughters best friend is next and they really don't wanna be apart." He explains. You sigh in respons and start working the cart inside.Once inside you manage to get the carts into the room. Then Alex takes controll once more pushing you onto the large table. Once you are crouching on top of it he turns you around once more. You lay back, legs in the air, tits and belly bouncing slightly as Alex continues fucking you.

"You better put our next daughter inside me before we start." You sigh with a hand on your belly.

Alex grins widens as he grabs your tigs and starts pounding you harder. "You are such a good mommy." He says softly.

You gently stroke your babybump. "You better hurry daddy, if she doesn't get her friend and some orange juice soon, she is going to throw a tantrum and it's all going to be be your fault." You smile as he picks up his pace. "Daddy might have to promise her a pony if he doesn't hurry up." You moan with satisfaction as he fucks you with determination. "You know that if daddy promises a pony then all of them are going to want their own. So, he better hurry up!"

"Here she comes!" Alex cry out as his trusts get more ****.

"Yes, but your daughter inside me!" You call out in response. You peak as the first rope of cum fills you. Your tunnel milking your babydaddys babyamaker. Your mind filled with the thought of your two daughters forming inside your overflowing womb.

"Now we (hauh) better get our girls (pant) some juice." You pant, your throat starting to feel like sandpaper. You sit up as Alex grabs the decanter. He holds it for you as you start drinking with deep gulps. Once you finish for air he himself drinks from deep from it. Once finished he starts trusting inside you again. Gently this time though.

Neither of you had realized how thirsty you were, and once you start quenching your thirst you get hungry. You grab the food directly from the plates, eating and feeding each other directly from your hands. As you both inevitably spill on your body Alex proves once more being the caring husband and perfect gentlemen by eating the droppings right of your skin.

His warm mouth kiss and lick food of your bouncing body you silently offer yourself up by grabbing a fistful of food and placing it on top of your belly. The birthday boy likes it a lot and happily eats of you. For the rest of the lunch your body becomes the serving board, your soft curves stroked, kissed and liked as you eat of them. You become dirty and sticky and love every second of it.