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Pound My Pregnant Pussy
(Anna Mann)

"Oh my God!" Stacy gasped as she opened her eyes and saw the middle aged man crouching close to her knees and inspecting her gaping cunt. Before she could bite back the reaction she gave a little squirt, seeing a stranger's eyes glued so intently on her pussy had been the catalyst, instantly she had cum, and cum hard. Stacy wasn't what you would call a squirter, it was very rare for her to do it at all, but to feel her nectar literally spray toward him made her shudder in delicious shame.

"Oh you are a dirty sexy bitch." he groaned. "And that round belly, and your full tits? I wanna cum all over them."

Stacy looked around, left then right, they were alone. For a moment she thought that it would be best to cover up and try to make her escape, at least make an attempt to rescue a little dignity.

But what is there to rescue she asked herself as milk trickled from both nipples, my dignity died the moment I started masturbating in public. There doesn't seem to be much point in pretending to be bashful in my current position.

"Oh yeah, cum on you, or cum in that sexy black cunt." The man grinned and gave her a wink. "I mean, it's not like you've got to worry about me knocking you up."

Why am I just sitting here? She questioned, with my tits out and my legs spread wide.

"I didn't know you were watching me." she finally spoke, and saw his grin widen.

"I watch you every night," he replied quietly, "And don't take that as a creepy, stalker type of thing."

Stacy eased her legs back together, suddenly her worries had been confirmed, she wasn't paranoid, because someone had been following her? him.

"I guess I should explain," he shook his head and frowned as she closed his view of her gaping snatch. "I spotted you a few weeks ago, and I said to myself that it was dangerous for a woman in your condition, I mean to be out at night, in this place? it isn't the safest area to go for a stroll, alone. Well that first night I shrugged and assumed that you were heading somewhere. But then when I saw you the following night I decided that I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I read in the newspaper that something had happened to you. So I decided that I would watch over you, from a distance, just to make sure that you didn't get attacked or mugged."

Stacy relaxed a little, he sounded so sincere, and if he wanted to attack me he had the perfect chance while I was sat her finger fucking myself.

"I suspected that someone was following me." she replied before subconsciously parting her legs a fraction, his quick glance down making her cheeks burn. "But if you were only watching over me how did you end up? you know, down between my knees? ogling?"