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66 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 26, 2022
I’m going to raise that baby all by myself interestingokay so she's finding for sperm.
My chest aches with such concentration at the thought that I have to brace a hand on the window—and that’s when I see him. Way down belowoh how I've missed the insta-lust from JK. Can't beat it.
And when I accidentally sway forward and my breasts press up against the glass, the friction feels so good that I moanI just realised I don't even know this girl's name. Did I read past it?
Does my body want to have sex with him? Sex is the one thing I know nothing aboutwhat do you think? Duh you want to lick him up like ice cream.
Women are women and they’re all a pain in the ass. Every last one of themuntil he met her of course. Because he has super sonic vision when it comes to her only:
Don’t ask me how I know the flavor already—it’s just a gut intuition. She’s a virgin. All overSo Turkey chooses her in his mind:
Something inside of me locked into place the moment I turned around and saw her therebecause who else would he choose?
You make me feel achy, she whispers. In places I haven’t beforeand Turkey cums just from the thought of that. He can't wait to make her pregnant already and already planned how the house and fence would look like but:
This is a dream scenario for a man. A night between the thighs of a gorgeous young woman. No condom. No responsibilities afterward. I don’t want itMissy only wants the D and C and nothing else. Turkey knows he can't do that so he manages to bullshit her:
We better go on a date. A…date? For the babyand she believed it.
My dick is honored. I can barely believe you’re letting me kiss you, let alone take you to bedas part of the bed talk before they kiss. And I'm so amazed at Missy's power:
His sex is three times the size of minehow can she know this just by kissing? It must have been something though because: I’d like to get pregnant today, if possible wow this is quite possibly the fastest JK book to reach here.
His palm strikes my right cheek lightly, but even that gentle slap makes everything inside of me flex and quiverhe tries to be Daddy for her. He tried.
Touch me here and tell me I’m a good little girltells him this to get the ball going. I still don't understand why:
Worshipping it like it’s my new god. It is. And my god tastes like fucking raspberries and creampeople think a vagina is supposed to taste like this or whatever. That's bullshit, how do people still believe this crap?
She’s receiving my seed like it’s medicine and she’s being healed right in front of meand I just skim past the rest because I know it will be sappy:
I never want to be away from you. Not for a second for the rest of my lifeokay they live happily ever, Turkey and Missy.
”You know, the more time you spend with someone, the better chance you have of getting pregnant,” I say, hoping she will forgive me someday.
“Is that true?” she whispers, eyes wide.
“Yeah. Your body…learns to trust the other person more. Becomes more…receptive.” I try to look really scientific. “If we’re going to do this, don’t you think we should give ourselves the best odds of conception?”
She sucks in a small breath “I suppose you’re right.”
“We better go on a date.”
”Good girl. That’s my good little girl. You like that 🐱 crammed full, don’t you? Yeah. You want as much of Daddy as you can take.”
“Going to give you the whole thing now,” I rasp, already seeing stars. “Jesus, cutie, this thing is making me feel like a f*cking giant.”
“You are a giant.”
“I’m your giant,” I say, raggedly.
You heard her. I’m going to be a daddy.”😭😭
“You’re already a Daddy,” I say matter-of-factly. “Mine.”
"I almost died yesterday denying myself her pussy."
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"Women are women and they’re all a pain in the ass. Every last one of them."
“Mr. Langley, I wondered if I might have a private word with you?”
An amused chorus of oooohs goes up behind me and I flush pink.
There’s laughter in his blue eyes. “Am I in trouble, boss?”
“Not yet.”
The oooohs get louder.
"My cock stiffens as I follow her to the employee break room, her sweet ass ticking side to side. Making me want to spit on it. Spank it with the back of my hand. Bury my face between those supple cheeks and tongue the little cherry-flavored hole in between. Don’t ask me how I know the flavor already—it’s just a gut intuition. She’s a virgin. All over."
"Does she really not notice my cock is the length and consistency of a jumbo Arizona Iced Tea can right now?"
“I’ll give my little girl a baby. I’ll give you anything you want when I’m nuts deep in this hot young pussy. Ask me to walk barefoot to Egypt and back. I’ll do it. Just don’t ask me to pull out. Just let me fuck it until I bust.”
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“I’m thinking…what if you don’t get pregnant after one try? These things can take a while, you know? [...]We might go at it for a few months before that test comes back with two little lines.”
Her forehead wrinkles. “Really? I thought it was a given. I didn’t know there was trying involved.”
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“You know, the more time you spend with someone, the better chance you have of getting pregnant,” I say, hoping she will forgive me someday.
“Is that true?” she whispers, eyes wide.
“Yeah. Your body…learns to trust the other person more. Becomes more…receptive.”
I try to look really scientific. “If we’re going to do this, don’t you think we should give ourselves the best odds of conception?”
She sucks in a small breath “I suppose you’re right.”
“We better go on a date.”
“A…date?”
“For the baby.” Missy nods adorably. I want to wife the hell out of this girl.
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“I can’t…that is, a woman can’t get pregnant from this?”
(after dryhumping -_-)
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“Yes. But…but you said we have to spend time together first, so my body will trust yours. R-right?”
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“I’m more than dating him,” I blurt, wanting to defuse the situation with no idea how. “He’s going to get me pregnant tonight.” 🤦
“Daddy, it hurts,” she breathes, her hips restless beneath my pinning weight.
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“Touch me here and tell me I’m a good little girl.”
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“You heard her. I’m going to be a daddy.”
“You’re already a Daddy,” I say matter-of-factly. “Mine.”
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“C-call me what you did before.”
“Cutie?”
“The other one,” I whisper in his ear—and he tenses, breathing faster. His voice is thick as brick when he speaks again.
“Little girl.”
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“You’re going to hold Daddy’s hand the entire time. Have a good time and enjoy yourself, but don’t leave my side until every last male has gone home. It’s the only way I’ll be able to stay calm.”
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“I’ll give my little girl a baby. I’ll give you anything you want when I’m nuts deep in this hot young pussy.
“And who is this?”
It’s instantaneous—Turk’s reaction. He hauls me up against his side. Then decides to take it one step further by lifting me off the ground and holding me like a child with my face pressed into his neck. “She’s my girlfriend, motherfucker. Take that smile somewhere else.”






“Does she really not notice my cock is the length and consistency of a jumbo Arizona Iced Tea can right now?”


