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“I want to see what it’s like.” Her wicked grin grows as she rolls over me. “Turn it up to high.” She rips open my shirt sending buttons flying before her hot mouth finds mine.

Sexy as hell.

The pulsations ripple through me, tingling my back and balls as she lowers herself over my throbbing cock.

“Oh God,” she moans as she settles onto my hips. “That is…incredible.” Her chin tilts to the ceiling as she rocks back, driving me deeper.

“Yes it is,” I grunt, barely holding on. It’s such a strange sensation, but fucking amazing. Every inch of me tingles as the low hum of the machine works through me.

She works herself up and down, churning faster with each stroke.

“Blue…” she pants, her golden hair falling across her shoulders.

I manage to push myself up enough that I can pull one of her beaded nipples between my lips, humming against the tight bead.

Wait.

Was that…?

Her nails dig into my chest as she gyrates faster, tiny whimpers escaping her supple throat as she arches.

I’m so damn close.

But was that…?

Another long suckle on her sweet breast, and a spray of milk fills my mouth.

My nuts tighten as if a coiled spring is released in my loins.

She clenches her body, contracting on my rigid shaft so tightly it feels like she’s going to rip it off.

I pull once more on her tender teat, swallowing the hot treat, then lose myself in a shuddering release.

My belly spasms as she floods my tongue until she collapses over me.

Fuck. I came so hard it hurt.

She did too. Rivulets drip down my abs, pooling under her knees.

Panting, she manages to push herself up to her elbows, propped on my chest.

“That was incredible,” she says breathlessly.

“I think we both enjoyed that one.” I pat my fingers into the small puddle that formed on my stomach.

Her body squeezes my softening dick tight enough she pushes me out.

“Mmm, aftershocks?” My lips find hers, but her kiss is stiff as a flicker of pain tightens her eyes.

“Blue?” She rolls off me, pulling up her knees. “I think my water broke.”

I’m half tempted to ignore my ringing phone, but Libby is resting comfortably for the moment.

Doc says any time she’s going to have the urge to push, and I don’t want to miss a second of this whole experience.

Whoever it is calls back, and it’s starting to irritate me.

Without looking at the screen, I slide the ignore button.

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