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I was right. His living room is decked out with pictures of him on a motorbike – one of the big Harley Davidson types. The room is covered in pictures. There are loads of him in groups of people with beers in their hands, as well as biker days out in the sunshine. Mega cool.

I can see why a guy like him would choose me from my profile. I’m clearly his type.

Griff’s living room is compact, but I can see the huge bed he’s got through an open door to a much larger bedroom. Definitely a winner for knocking me up in.

“Want a drink?” he asks as I slip my coat off, draping it over the arm of his sofa.

“No, thank you. We’ve only got a few hours for you to get your baby inside me, and I’m desperate, so please, please can we get right to it?”

His eyes go straight to my belly.

I love how easy I find it to get in character these days. I take a breath and sink all the way into the role. I’m Holly, the girl desperate for a baby, and this guy – Griff – is the man I’m going to be begging to get me pregnant. I look him up and down with hungry eyes.

“It’s my ovulation period,” I tell him and push my belly out. “You know I’ve been mapping it out on the calendar.” I touch my pizza-bloated stomach, caressing the lower part. “This is going to be the best time to get me pregnant, and I need this. You know how much I want your baby.”

He licks his lips as he watches me stroking my stomach, so I tilt my hips back and push it out further.

“Hell, yeah,” he says and fuck if I don’t get tingle in my pussy. I didn’t expect this proposal to make me quite so horny.

“Please,” I say again. “I don’t want to miss our chance.”

“I know, angel,” he says and points through to the bedroom. “Get in there and get naked for me. Everything off.”

I give him a doe-eyed smile like he’s giving me the gift of a lifetime, because in this play zone, he is. I believe in my role as it takes hold – and I’m learning to trust my instincts. This guy has possessive, animalistic filth in his eyes, and I want to tease it out from his soul, right to the max. I want him to display his pure, dominant force as he knocks me up.

I keep on stroking my stomach as I walk across his living room, imagining how it will feel to be pregnant for real one day. I think about the heaviness and the sensation of growing a baby inside me, and the thrill of getting a positive test result when you’re really wanting one.

This guy is going to be the daddy he wants to be in his fantasies. And I’m going to make sure of it tonight.

I don’t waste any time stripping off, presenting myself to him. He eyes my big tits, my belly, my pussy, then his eyes meet mine.

“You are perfect, Holly,” he says, “the perfect mother for my baby.”

“And you’ll be the perfect daddy,” I tell him. “I’m so desperate, it’s insane.”

Jeez.

“On the bed, on all fours, please,” Griff says.

I do as he asks and he comes to stand at the side of the bed. He strokes a big hand down my back and over the curve of my ass.

“Beautiful,” he says, and his hand goes to my belly. I moan for him when he strokes it.

His other hand moves to my hanging tits, gripping and tugging. He fondles me like a prized possession, as I’m about to get inseminated. I also feel horny as all hell.

“I want your baby so much,” I say. “Please, be the daddy of my little boy.”

“That’s what you want? You want a little boy?”

“Yeah, I want a little boy.” I smile at him as he plays with my tits. “I want him to look like you, Griff. I want him to grow up to be just like his handsome daddy.”

Oh fuck, how the guy’s eyes light up.

“Yeah?”

“More than anything.”

“I’ll give you a little boy,” he says, and tugs his t-shirt up and over his head.

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