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Tying up the creamy brat
(Misty Maiden)

We had been on the road for about hour just now. I hadn't been sure if I had wanted to take the drive all the way to my parents, particularly since I was pregnant and the long journey would be uncomfortable. But my neighbour Mr Harris had insisted I had to go and that he would give me a lift. He had went to the trouble of laying out a mattress and pillow in the back of the van for me to be able to lie down. He was so thoughtful. 

He was a forty five year man, divorced and living by himself. We had always got on well since I had moved into the building. I had always called him Mr Harris. It just seemed the respectful thing to do with people more than twice my age.

"Are you comfortable back there?" 

"Yes Mr Harris, everything's fine." 

"Ok dear, I'm just going to pull over for a second to check the engine." 

We pulled over, and then he came around to the back to open the van doors. I stepped out, squinting against the sunlight, taking the chance to stretch my muscles. We were in the middle of nowhere, road and desert for miles was all I could see. 

"Wow Angela", said Mr Harris, "you really are getting big. Seven months on now aren't you?" 

"Yes." 

"Ok, I think it's time to be honest. We are not really going to your parents."  

"No? Where are we going?" 

"We are going to have a little creamy fun." 

"What?" 

"You know Angela, as you've got bigger and bigger, you've started reminding me of what my wife looked like when she was pregnant. It's brought back memories of just how horny she was during her pregnancy. She was a cock craving bitch who wanted it twenty fours. This got me to thinking, you've got to be horny as hell right now.