Lovemaking

Antoine's large, meaty forearm was wrapped around Elizabeth's waist, but his large Black hand was draped possessively and securely onto Elizabeth's growing belly, and the life growing within it. Her name was going to be Antoinette ... symbolic of the love her parents shared so deeply.

"That's it baby, right there," Elizabeth mewled, her legs parting wider, as Antoine's tree trunk of a cock burrowed deeper into her pussy. The thick shaft was hugged by her drooling, slit, the walls clinging to Antoine's shaft every time he pulled out. He kissed her neck, breathing in her sweet perfume. It caused Elizabeth's skin to goosebump.

"Oh baby ... oh baby," Elizabeth murmured. She reached down, rubbing her thick clit. "Oh fuck." She squealed, starting to climax, her cunt milking at Antoine's horse-sized prick desperately, and she earned her needed reward, thick globs of potent seed in her already bred pussy. They both panted as they came down to earth, Antoine's prick still buried deep inside her.

"I was thinking ... maybe a family reunion, after our baby girl is born," Elizabeth said tentatively.

"Well," Antoine replied. "As an only child, that'll be an easy thing to plan."

"No ... there's more. Much more."