She was in a breeding frenzy and only daily injections of semen would satisfy her.She was in a breeding frenzy and only daily injections of semen would satisfy her. She was ready and eager to bear her children. Ann was on her hands and knees, moaning lustily as Alan pumped into her. Sweat glistened on her forehead, arms and shoulders. It was dripping off her 42D tits as they slapped together in rhythm to her husband's fucking. His big hands roamed all over her full breasts and the bulge of her pregnant belly. Now four months along her nipples were fat and brown and her vulva was plump, moist and inviting most of the day. She opened her eyes to glance into the mirror on the wall. She looked wonderful; plump, round and well swollen with motherhood. Her ass and thighs were jiggling happily. She was contented. Today was Ann and Alan's first anniversary. She had just finished nursing Deirdre and had expressed some extra milk into bottles for the sitter. Dressed in her bra, slip and pantyhose, she surveyed her post-baby figure. Her belly was a soft, round ball sticking out from between wide, matronly hips and balanced by a wide bottom. Her shapely legs had thickened with plump thighs and meaty calves. She patted her big tummy comfortably and could feel her upper arms jiggle a bit. Her bra straps indented her fleshy shoulders as they held up her milk-bloated 46DD breasts. At 154# she had chubby cheeks and the beginnings of a double chin. Alan was taking her to dinner to celebrate and she had to finish dressing. The size 14 cocktail dress was new, but it seemed snugger, especially in the hips, than when she bought it. Her highly developed fashion sense told her that this dress had been designed for a slender figure. She decided to shop in Plus Size stores from now on. That way the clothes would be better proportioned. |