Hey, I bet you were showing up for a quick fuck booty call. Slumming it again with your fat secret fuck buddy? I keep trying to pull my shirt over my bloated belly that is also spilling out of my panties. Have I gained weight? In a manner of speaking. You made me pregnant. You never asked if I was on birth control, and we never used condoms. That's how babies are made silly. You went from booty call to baby-step-daddy in the span of a few months. And I am going to make you pay. I need all kinds of things, vitamins, money, a nicer place to raise your young. And you're going to pay. You're st...

Hey, I bet you were showing up for a quick fuck booty call. Slumming it again with your fat secret fuck buddy? I keep trying to pull my shirt over my bloated belly that is also spilling out of my panties. Have I gained weight? In a manner of speaking. You made me pregnant. You never asked if I was on birth control, and we never used condoms. That's how babies are made silly. You went from booty call to baby-step-daddy in the span of a few months. And I am going to make you pay. I need all kinds of things, vitamins, money, a nicer place to raise your young. And you're going to pay. You're stuck with me for 18 years. But hey, at least we can fuck as much as you want and you don't have to worry about knocking me up AGAIN. Ok, now go get me the things I need. I hope you're looking forward to a life of catering to my every whim as the Step-momma of your whelp. Joke's on you! You got the trashy alternative girl pregnant. My belly is going to swell with your seed, my tits are going to get puffy and hard, and I'm going to be absolutely gravid. Paternity test? No problem, you were the only person I was fucking without condoms. If you'll excuse me, I need to add a lot of things to my wishlist. Don't worry, I'll send you the link PAPA. Isn't it weird how much younglings are like blackmail? Haha!