Page 131 of Dr. Billionaire Playboy

"More…"

"So sexy…"

"More…"

"So slutty," I pulled out then lifted her.

She wrapped her legs around me instinctively and I started to move again, bouncing her up and down.

"Let me," she said. She moved her hips, connecting my dick and her pussy together so naturally. I didn't want this feeling to stop.

"You enjoying me?" she asked.

"Yes…yes, I am, sweetie," I replied.

"Good. Cum for me," she demanded as she moved faster.

"I'm getting close…" I warned.

"It's okay. You can cum inside. I’m already pregnant anyway,” she said with a smirk.

“Wait, what? Ngh!" I felt my seed leave me and plant inside her, "What…what did you say?"

She snuck her hand in her purse then waved the positive pregnancy test strips at me.

I was going to be a father!

"Hold on," I reached for the drawer and pulled out the ring, "I have a surprise for you too. From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I haven't been able to look away. Can you let me continue gazing at you, not just as a woman, but as wife and mother to my children?"

"This is a weird way to propose while your dick is still in me," she laughed, "But yes, yes, I'll marry you. You deranged nympho."

"Says the sassy girl who practically harassed me a few minutes after walking into my office." I rolled my eyes.

"Here," she showed me her left ring finger, and I slid down the ring.

She stared at it and tears began to form, "To think you'd change this much."

"You caused all this," I sighed. "And I'm grateful for it. Thank you."

She held my face in her hands, "Give me your tongue."

I stuck out my tongue and she kissed it, circled it with her own tongue before biting it, startling me.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" I yelled as I held my tongue in pain.

"For old time's sake," she giggled. "Ooh…what’s this? Are you getting hard inside me, Adam?"

I could feel my cheeks flush from embarrassment. "You're mistaken."

"Mmm," she moaned as her vagina tightened around my dick, "I think I'm also mistaken."

She pulled out, leaving me throbbing.

"Wait…what do you think you're doing?" I frowned.

"You said you weren't hard. I need to have Catherine check me out if my insides are having any trouble," she teased as she eyed her ring.

"I was! I am,” I said softly, “Now come fix this.”

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