His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” wewe say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” wewe smile.
He looks up at wewe in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the kitanda to face you.
wewe just smile.
He scoops wewe up into a giant hug.