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would no doubt reach his moment of no return and begin to unleash his rich semen into my unprotected womb. I imagined the first few seeds, from his pre-cum, edging their way towards their goal, only to be followed a few minutes later, by millions of his energetic little swimmers – all searching for their goal.
    The whole thought of it, and how my future life was all suddenly falling into place , was just too much for my mind to process, as I began to feel the all too familiar feelings of my own orgasm steadily building from deep within my loins. He must have sensed that I was close to the edge, as he quickened and deepened his pace, mercilessly thrusting into me with his powerful strokes – determined to join me, at exactly the same point in time. I panted quite uncontrollably, as he rammed into me , desperately trying to regain my composure, but failing miserably each time, as his cock caused yet another wave of pleasurable sensations in the delicate tissue of my pussy. My efforts to hold myself back, to enjoy these sensations for just a little longer, were in vain, as I felt my body begin to tingle and my vaginal muscles contract – I was cuming , orgasming for my man, whether I wanted to or not.
    With me quite literally crying out in a passionate and helpless yelp , totally unconcerned for the noise that my neighbours in the flat next door could no doubt hear, he grunted – and froze, with his cock buried inside me to the hilt, before powerfully twitching as his balls pumped his thick white seed deeply into my overly-submissive body.
    I looked up at him, connecting with him, with my blue eyes, looking at the man who, if not tonight, would undoubtedly soon become the father of my child – my gorgeous fiancée.
    ***
    After a few minutes, laying in a tangled, and sweaty post-sex mess – enjoying the after-glow of our welcome home session, he said “So you might well be pregnant now then Sammy, how does that thought feel?”
    “ Strange...”
    “ Strange in a good way, or strange in a way that makes you want to pack you things and move back in with your parents?” he laughed.
    “ No silly, strange – but strange in a good way!”
    Our conversation stopped, for several minutes, as he enjoyed taking in my naked body, laying side by side and affectionately stroking me, tracing out the line of my hips – clearly showing me that he was glad to finally be home, with his girl, once more. My dress had become rucked around the middle of my body, and now resembled something that looked like a thick red belt, although he didn't seem to mind.
    I dared to interrupt our moment though, breaking through whatever he was thinking about, as I said “You know, I don't think that we should actually meet this guy next weekend, not if I'm now trying for a baby.”
    He looked across at me, as I prepared for his response and then said “Don't worry, we can insist that he wears protection, so that there's no confusion when you fall pregnant.”
    ' Did he really think that I hadn't been careful enough to insist on a condom with the few other guys that he had arranged for me to sleep with, the ones where he wasn't also in the room? ' That thought worried me immensely, the thought that I would even consider doing something like that, going bareback with another man, but it wasn't worth starting an argument over.
    “ Well I just don't think that we should be meeting this guy, as I said.” I reiterated.
    He climbed up from bed, in order to use the toilet, and looked back at me and simply said “Look it's gonna be fine, he'll wear a condom, and after him, we'll take a break from these random meet ups , okay?”
    I smiled across at him, before he left the room, and replied with “Okay, we'll see this one guy, and then we'll only be with each other , yeah?”
    “ Of course Sammy,” he shouted back from the bathroom, before adding “Mind you, once you're pregnant, I'm sure that most of the guys online would love to have sex with you, with