*Sarah aka Ginger*
I spoke as my hand was wrapped around a certain piece of meat, “What did you just say?”
I was all ready to dig in and succumb to my pent up lust as I hadn’t had this particular *NEW* meat as the *OLD* one had made me feel more of a woman more than what was residing in between the legs of my husband.
*And it looked so good too!!!*
But the news of a *possible* **pregnancy** snapped me out of my lust to address the owner of what was in my hand.
Gabe gulped as he resaid the thing that made me stop, “You might get pregnant mom!”
I waved at him, “Please I always use a pussy ball in me and I haven’t been knocked up once.”
Gabe spoke, “But you don’t have an IUD or O Plug do you?”
I looked at him, “What does that matter? With the pussy ball my chances are low.”
Gabe fired back, “And my potency is high. Meaning it might negate the ball mom.”
I looked down at my now *forbidden* fruit as I felt my irritation and rage rose to combat my need and lust.