The sweat glistened on her skin, tracing a path down her toned arms and legs as it made its way to the floor. She was a vision of pure, unadulterated sexiness, her red hair splayed out on the couch cushions like a halo around her head. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched the porn on her phone, her fingers working their magic on her clit.
She was heavily pregnant, her large belly protruding from her otherwise skinny body, but that didn't stop her from feeling sexy and confident. Her tan skin was covered in tattoos, and her love handles only added to her allure. She let out a low moan as she got closer to climax, her voice filled with pride. "God, I'm good," she muttered to herself, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips.
But her moment of pleasure was interrupted by a knock on the door. She frowned, annoyed at the intrusion. "Who the fuck could that be?" she muttered, her fingers still working their magic. She got up from the couch, her hips swaying seductively as she made her way to the door.
She opened it to reveal a young, handsome delivery man, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of her. "Can I help you?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The delivery man stuttered, taken aback by her beauty and her attitude. She rolled her eyes, amused by his reaction. "Well, are you going to give me my package or what?" she asked, her hand resting on her hip.
The delivery man nodded, handing her the package. She took it, her eyes never leaving his. "Thanks, sweetheart," she said, her voice dripping with honey. The delivery man blushed, stuttering a goodbye before leaving. She closed the door, a smirk on her face. "Playing hard to get, huh?" she muttered, her fingers already back on her clit.
She let out a low moan as she climaxed, her body shaking with pleasure. She collapsed on the couch, her breathing heavy. She looked at her phone, the porn still playing. She rolled her eyes, amused by her own antics. "I'm such a mess," she muttered, a playful smile on her face.
She got up from the couch, her body still glistening with sweat. She walked to the bathroom, her belly leading the way. She looked at herself in the mirror, her green eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Not bad for a pregnant lady," she muttered, a playful insult to herself. She stepped into the shower, the water washing away the sweat and the evidence of her pleasure. She closed her eyes, a content smile on her face. "What a sweaty afternoon," she muttered, the chapter coming to a close.
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