Let’s Get You Pregnant

After I came in Abby’s tight little ass, I came to my senses.

“We’re here for a reason,” I told her. “Let’s get you cleaned up and finish what we started.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, out of breath.

“The shower is upstairs.”

I led her to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. After giving her a moment’s privacy, I decided to join her. Still thinking with my dick. Not a good sign, I thought to myself. You need to be objective. View her as a test subject. But I couldn’t. She was such a sexy little plaything.

I opened the bathroom door and she turned towards me, startled.

“Can I come in?” I asked, already stepping in to the shower. She looked a little uncomfortable, but I didn’t care.

I ran my hands all along her petite body, feeling her little rosebud titties. We kissed passionately, embracing in the steaming water.

Finally, I pulled back and looked at her pretty face.

“Let’s get you pregnant,” I said.

“Yes, sir.”