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Onika Maraj Bey's Home
Same night
"You love me?" she asked, moving slowly inside me. I bit my lip and nodded in response, knowing she wouldn't let me get away with staying silent.
She slapped my thigh gently. "Use your words, mama."
"Yes... yes, baby, I love... mmm, I love you," I moaned, my voice trembling with pleasure.
It wasn't easy having sex at seven months pregnant, but we made it work, and it felt so damn good.
Beyoncé grabbed my legs, spreading them open a bit more as she quickened her pace. She glanced down, watching herself move in and out of me with a satisfied smirk on her lips.
The sensation made me throw my head back.
"Babyyyy"
"Yeah?" she asked, looking into my eyes as she kept stroking.
Her voice was low, filled with desire, and it sent a shiver through me. I loved this fine ass woman, damn.
"Please, don't stop," I moaned, my voice breaking with each movement. She smirked, leaning closer, her breath warm against my skin.
"You love this dick?" Beyoncé teased, her rhythm quickening. "Huh, babygirl?"
"Mmm... oh my God, yes... I love it," I gasped, clutching the sheets beneath me, trying to ground myself as she drove me wild.
She grinned at my response, biting her lip as she watched me. "You look so good like this, mama... taking all of me."
If I wasn't pregnant right now, I would've definitely let her cum in me again and get me pregnant right now. I don't know...
"You fuck me so good, daddy" I moaned.
Beyoncé smirked and her hands grabbed my hips, pulling me in closer as she started moving faster, each thrust hitting deeper than the last. I let out a sharp gasp, my fingers clutching onto her shoulders, trying to steady myself.
"Damn, Bey... you're so deep," I breathed out, my voice shaky as she kept up the pace.
She gave me that familiar smirk, leaning down close, her breath hot against my ear.
"You feel me, baby...?"
Her hips slammed into mine again, making my breath hitch, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped me.
"Yes... oh God, yes, baby," I panted, my hands gripping her tighter as I held on for dear life. "I can't... I'm so close, Bey, I'm about to-"
"You gonna cum for me?" she asked, her voice low and rough, her eyes locked on mine.
She kept up that perfect rhythm, her grip on my hips tightening as she thrust deeper, not letting up for a second.
