I'm 17 weeks today. Only 17 weeks. It feels like I should've had the baby already. I've been pregnant for way too long. 23 weeks to go. My mid-lower back has been aching for the past week. My cravings have turned from savory to sweet. My favorites are blueberry muffins and grape anything. I'm actually baking some blueberry muffins right now.

Soon after they're done, Ro comes in the house; sweaty and glistening from the run he just went on. He comes into the kitchen and presses his chest against my back, grasping my thick hips and placing a kiss on my left temple.

"Mmmm. Smells delicious in here. Blueberry?"

"Yup. Little bear wanted them."

As soon as the muffins are safely out of the oven and set on the counter to cool, Ro spins me around to face him and pulls me as close as he can against his chest. Then, he gently grasps my face in his hands and pulls my lips to his.

As my eyelids flutter back open, I ask "what was that for, Ro?" and smile up at him.

"Nothin'. Just love my baby boy." Then he leads me to our living room couch, carrying the now cooled muffins in his other hand.

He sets the tray on the coffee table and then stretches out on the couch, opening his legs and patting his lap as an invitation for me to get comfy. Once I'm cuddled against his broad chest, he takes the first muffin from the tray and unwraps it.

"Open up, babe."

I giggle as I open my mouth and take the bite of muffin offered to me. Between the two of us, (well 3 including little bear), we manage to polish off all 12 muffins. I start to rise off of Ro to clean up our mess. He stops me with a hand to my left hip.

"Baby, sit down. I'll clean this up later. Right now, I wanna cuddle with my babies."

"Okay, Ro. Thank you." I give him a peck on those full luscious lips.

"Don't have to thank me, baby boy. This is my house, too. Can't have my pregnant baby doing all the work. What kinda man does that?" We laugh together as I cuddle back down into his embrace.

After a couple of hours of comfortable silence, I start to fidget. Lightly running my nails over my belly, tossing from side to side to get comfy again, then my telltale whimper. This gets Daddy Ro's attention. First, he stops my hands from scratching. Then, he nips at my earlobe before speaking.

"Why so unnerved, love? What's goin' on in the pretty lil head of yours?"

"Need play time, Daddy. Been too long. (3 days tops.) Need you."

The next thing I hear is Daddy reaching into the end table drawer for the extra lube. "Open your hand, babe." He asks, I obey. He gives me a generous amount of the liquid before his next instruction is growled into the space between my neck and shoulder.

"Want you to prep yourself, Sweet. Get that tight little pussy all open for me. Think you can handle that, baby?"

"Mmmmh! Yes Daddy. I'll be a good boy and open myself up for you. See? 'm a good boy. Gots 2 fingers in already, Daddy. Opening my hole for you so good. 'm ready, Daddy. Hole's nice and relaxed for that nice Daddy dick. Can I have it Daddy? Pretty please?"

"Oh baby boy. When you beg so pretty, how can Daddy possibly say no?" With that, he starts to enter me. It feels like I haven't been this open in weeks even if it was just mere days ago.

"Oh so fuckin' tight, Sweet. Suffocatin' Daddy's dick, baby. So fuckin' good. There we go. Daddy's in, love. Work them hips for me, baby boy. Show Daddy how much you want it."

I start to grind in Daddy's lap and he hits my prostate on every twist of my hips. It feels so good! "Like dis, D'ddy? 'm I doin' a good job?"

"Oh yes, baby. Working that ass so beautifully for me. Turnin' Daddy on so much. Okay, Sweet. Take ya a lil break. Daddy'll take it from here."

As soon as I settle back down into Daddy's lap, he nestles his face into my neck, his right arms comes over my pecs and his left secures itself over my belly as he pounds away in my now loosened hole.

"Huh huh huh! Oh fuckin' Hell, Ro! Yes! Mmmm fuck! 'm g'nna cum! Make me cum, Ro! Pleaseeeeee!"

At that, he brings the hand covering my belly down just a few inches and takes hold of my perfectly erect rod. With 3 solid strokes, I cum everywhere. But I notice something else is wet.

Oh fuck. I think I just lactated on Ro's arm.

Uh oh! How do y'all think Ro is gonna react to the "milk" on his arm? Find out in the next MHEA chapter coming soon!