My impregnation phone sex fantasies exist long after I hang up on my end of the chat. The craving my tight young cunny has to be filled full of fertile thick spawn batter is real and runs deep. Sometimes I will see a man while I am out at Target and fantasize about the number of spermies he has swimming around in his big balls just waiting to be implanted inside a young healthy pussy. My body is so young, just waiting for my time to be a Mommy. Last weekend I couldn’t let go of my fantasy and had to approach the man at Target just to see if I could get a hearty size load inside of me.
I approached the man and asked if he would reach something out of my reach. He obliged and I continued the conversation till I had his number in my phone. We met up that night when he confessed he was a married man and had six brats at home. Though he said he felt a little guilty, I reassured him that I would not be telling anyone. After all, I could only think of the studly nut I wanted to be planted in my hungry pussy. Just hearing how many spawns were already at home reassured me that he could knock me up and made me so wet.
We fucked in the back seat of his SUV. I could see two car seats he had taken out and tossed in the back before picking me up for our date. This only turned me on further, me moaning my sweet little lips against his mature horny mouth. As he reached into my panties to pet my hairless pussy he realized just how turned on I was bringing my sweet juices to his mouth. It wasn’t very long till I was bouncing up and down his raging hard cock begging for every drop of his load. When I woke up the next morning I realized I had a little bump and began wishing I was pregnant with my own little one.
