Chapter 8 Vic
They Fuck’d Around it was a small trap. There was a topic that we needed to broach again.
Since the infiltration of our farm, she’d been having night sweats and nightmares.
I was scared that would happen after I came down from the adrenaline of that night.
It was time for me to step in and give a little more of a push.
Quality Time . . .
My hand gripped Min’s neck while she rode the fuck out of my dick on our couch. Her head was thrown back, with her hands over her breasts. “Fuck, Min. You’re riding your dick.”
“I love this dick. It feels so fuckin’ good,” she said after a sexy ass moan. Her body moved to the rhythm of my thrust into her.
I pulled her toward me and gave her a sloppy kiss. She loved that shit. Once we were finished with that, I pulled her ear to my lips. “I think this forty-two-year-old sperm done got your ass, Minnow. This pussy feels a lil different.”
That must have been a trigger for her body because a waterfall released on me. Yeah, we were going to need a shower after this. The fact that she wanted to have my child made me love her even more. She was the perfect woman for me, hardheadedness and all.
For the next several minutes, she rode me until my nut shot up in her. It was the most fulfilling feeling I’d ever felt. If her ass wasn’t already pregnant, her ass would be after tonight.
“That was so good. I love fucking you,” she cooed.
I kissed her lips. “You only love fucking me? Is that what it is?”
She smirked. “You already know that I love you. I just feel the need to tell your dick after amazing performances.”
Let me slide this in right here. “Can I lean on our love and ask you to do me a favor? It’s important to me.”
Her eyes softened. “Of course. I’d do anything for you.”
“I hope you mean that, love. I want you to go with me tomorrow to a support meeting,” I said softly. My hands were planted firmly on her ass.
Her small smile fell. “I knew this was a damn trap. I got dickmatized.”