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Chapter 49: Baby
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"No, you're not," he said with his face stoic. His voice was dead serious as he looked back at her.Her heart literally just broke."I had a test on you last week to see if you're already bearing my child, the result was negative. You're not pregnant," he said to her, breaking her hope.She bit her lower lip harder as she looked away in shame and disappointment."W-Why am I not pregnant?" she asked, trembling as her eyes began to water. He sighed. "I don't know. Maybe it's not the time yet.""But I w-want to have a baby like Poland." She was literally disheartened to hear that she's not pregnant. She was expecting. The hope and excitement that she felt earlier when the two women started talking about pregnancy, she already imagined herself into that phase of her life and was already looking forward to it."Do not rush things, doll. You might only regret it," he said to her disappointed face. "Things like pregnancy and parenthood are a lifetime responsibility you have no escape or excu
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"What did you guys talk about?" she asked as soon as he came back. He sat down next to her and she immediately adjusted herself so she could sit on his lap.He was breathing rather harshly. His face was dark with anger and his eyes were glinting with fury."Hubby?" she asked softly as she caressed his face. He blinked his eyes, suddenly snapping out from his trance. He looked at his wife and saw her looking at him with a worried look on her face. "You okay?"He sighed and nodded his head. "Yeah.""What did you two talk about? Is it bothering you?" she asked again, still caressing his face. His stubble has grown a little and it tickles her delicate fingers."No," he lied. "Let's not talk about it."She hummed, obliging. She doesn't want him to get uncomfortable. If he doesn't want to talk about it, then it's okay for her. "By the way, you have work, yes? Why did you come home early?""I just want to," he simply said, which made her pout. He chuckled seeing her expression. He pinched h
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She gasped out loud, her eyes rolling heavenwards as pleasure overtook her. He didn't prolong her agony and ravaged her already. Foreplay isn't needed when they are both ready for it. Xavier pulled his thick and long member out of her before he thrusted back roughly. Margarette moaned out loud as if letting all the people in this house knew what was happening to them.Xavier was being gentle and rough at the same time. He didn't grip her roughly like he used to, which would leave dark purple in her skin.He pushed his hips, in and out of her without a single care in the world whether people knew or not. What's wrong with what they're doing? They are a married couple.Margarette soon cummed around his cock. He turned her around and kissed her lips. "You're doing great, baby," he whispered against her lips before he went to kiss her neck, leaving hickeys on her skin. Her body was burning. He put one of her pink nipples in his mouth and watched as she yelped in surprise. She looked down
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