I was a sick man. Ever since my next-door neighbors moved in - some guy and his VERY HOT, pregnant wife - I'd been in a quandary. On the one hand, she was married - and very obviously knocked up.
On the other hand, I wanted her. Badly. I'd never had a pregnant woman before and had never had the desire.
But Barbie was hot. She was a tall, 30-something MILF with long, wavy, golden-blonde hair, blue eyes and very large, no-doubt milk-filled melons. Her hips were wide and her smile was wider. Her and I had only locked eyes once, but that was enough for me.