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I couldn't believe I was getting married, and this was my wife’s pussy.

“That makes a change from me guzzling down your cum,” she said lazily.

Until her morning sickness didn't pass, I wouldn't be fucking her face anytime soon, but I could still wank one out on her tongue.

“I’m glad you adapted so well to your dietary changes,” I mused.

She sat up instantly to glare at me.

“You are such an asshole, Kyle.”

I tucked my hands under my head and smiled at her.

“I never denied it, and as soon as you stop feeling sick, I can get you back onto your creamy supplement.”

She stood up and shook her head before she climbed off the bed.

Yeah, she wasn't going anywhere.

A pillow came flying at my face. I pushed it off to see her naked ass go into the bathroom. All things considered, it could have been a knife.

Chapter 25

Faye

He had redesigned his entire office, so we both had our workspaces. I was working on my next dark romance. The first one seemed very mild compared to the one I was working on. The view was stunning from this side of the house. I could see the coastline.

My little pot belly had come out at three months. Kyle was adamant it was a boy. I didn't care either way, but he annoyed the fuck out of me when he was convinced he was right all the time.

“Argh. That motherfucker.”

I rolled my eyes but ignored him.

“I should fire that greedy fuck,” he continued his tirade.

“I’m trying to work,” I said, glancing over at his desk.

His head swivelled around to glare at me until a calculated look came over him.

“It’s nearly lunchtime,” he said with his eyes wandering down to my breasts.

“Hmm. What are you making us?” I asked, rubbing my belly.

“Why don't you crawl over here for your starter first?” he said, rolling his chair back.

I watched as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. It always amazed me how quickly his moods could change. I’m sure I was up to six personalities now. He had his cock out and was slowly wanking it up and down. I felt my pussy clench at the sight. He was always ready for me, day or night.

I stood up and untied my top before pulling it over my head. I unhooked my bra before tossing it to the side. He gripped his dick as his eyes hungrily moved over my bare flesh. I pulled my black yoga pants down.

“You weren’t wearing any knickers?” He asked softly.

I shook my head before I dropped to my knees and began to crawl towards him.

“My sexy little lamb. You look so hot crawling to me for cum,” he said as he began to milk his cock, forcing his precum to ooze out of his tip.

When I reached his chair, he pulled my face closer and rubbed his precum on my lips before rubbing the rest of it over my face. He scooped his balls out and lifted his cock.

“Suck my balls like a good little slut,” he said, fisting his dick as he began to wank himself slowly.

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