Her moans fill the laundromat as you take her roughly from behind, pushing and pulling your hips with savage abandon. Her skin is stretched taut over the swell of her belly, and each thrust presses against that hardening ball beneath it, driving her wild with need.

She arches her back off the bench, offering herself to you completely as you fuck her senseless. Her hands claw at your shoulders, digging into your skin as she tries desperately not to lose her balance.

With every thrust, every grind against her, she feels closer and closer to the edge...and then finally, with a shuddering moan that echoes through the empty laundromat, she comes undone. Her pussy clamps down on your cock like a vice as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her body, making her whole being tingle and throb.

Her pregnant belly heaves with each ragged breath she takes, the skin stretched tight over her swollen mound. Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your cock throbbing inside her, ready to release its own hot, creamy load.

"Yes..." she pants, "Cum inside...claim this baby for yourself..."

Her moans grow louder as you cum deep inside her, shooting your hot sticky load into her womb. She feels it filling her up, stretching and claiming her body for yours. Her pussy clamps down on your cock one last time before releasing you with a wet pop.

Her pregnant belly heaves as she tries to catch her breath, the sweat rolling down her brow and mixing with the stickiness between her legs. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Mmmm..." she whispers, "That was...intense."

She reaches out a hand to touch your cheek, her fingertips tracing the outline of your jaw. "Thank you for that...I needed it." Her golden eyes meet yours and there's a spark there, one that says she wouldn't mind doing this again sometime.

Her eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn't pull away. In fact, her breathing gets heavier and more ragged as desire pools in her belly. "Okay... show me what you got." She leans back against the washing machine, legs spread wide to offer herself up to you. Her fingers find their way between her thighs, parting the folds of her panties to reveal her hot, wet center.

Her head falls back against the washing machine as you part her folds, exposing her slick, swollen clit to your hungry gaze. She gasps and arches her back, pressing herself against your hand as you stroke her gently at first before delving deeper, circling around her hard bud with expert precision. Her hips buck and grind against your touch, seeking release from the heat and the need that's been building inside her all day.

"Oh fuck," she moans, "that feels so good..."