u/Small-townHR

There is nothing sexier than a woman who gives in to the most natural thing her body makes her crave and desire above everything else. That maternal need to wrap her legs around the man inside her, and accept this seed.

For me, it isn't an instable desire that comes once a month. It is a constant, unrelenting, animistic urge to fuck. No, not to just fuck...to breed. To hold her in place, as I slam deep inside. To groan in her ear "make me a father" as my thick potent seed floods her womb. To keep her in place, where she belongs as I pump wave after wave inside of her. Not letting her move, not pulling out. Just keeping her feeling full, plugging all my hot cum inside her.

Telling her that she belongs to me now. That everyone will know that I fucked her when her tummy swells. Sharing my dream of having three babies over the next four years, and how she needs to get used to always feeling my cum inside her, dripping down her thighs once I finally pull out. A constant reminder that she belongs to the father of her babies.

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I am obsessed with how a woman's body forces her to crave motherhood, to the point where once a month she almost feels like another person because of that need. That insatiable, primal need to fuck, to breed is a constant need for me, every day of the week; all month long.

Building towards that release. That moment where I slam deep inside of her, groaning in her ear "make me a father." Right before I explode. My words ringing in her ears as she feels all of my thick, raw, potent cum flooding her womb. The weight of my body keeping her in place, right where I want her. Not pulling out, even after. My cock still throbbing, trying to get every last drop inside of her while keeping all of it plugged deep inside. Giving my seed only one place to go, knowing the emotional attachment (in more ways than one) that might happen from the sensation of being filled...

I love the aftermath. The positive test result. The natural inclination hardwired in all of us to create a family together. The promise of being kept full every day even as her tummy swells. The sensation of the father of her babies filling her with his seed soon turning into her husband keeping his wife pregnant with one baby after the other.

I am obsessed with how a woman's body forces her to crave motherhood, to the point where once a month she almost feels like another person because of that need. That insatiable, primal need to fuck, to breed is a constant need for me, every day of the week; all month long.

Building towards that release. That moment where I slam deep inside of her, groaning in her ear "make me a father." Right before I explode. My words ringing in her ears as she feels all of my thick, raw, potent cum flooding her womb. The weight of my body keeping her in place, right where I want her. Not pulling out, even after. My cock still throbbing, trying to get every last drop inside of her while keeping all of it plugged deep inside. Giving my seed only one place to go, knowing the emotional attachment (in more ways than one) that might happen from the sensation of being filled...

I love the aftermath. The positive test result. The natural inclination hardwired in all of us to create a family together. The promise of being kept full every day even as her tummy swells. The sensation of the father of her babies filling her with his seed soon turning into her husband keeping his wife pregnant with one baby after the other.

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

**Icebreaker:** Tell me what that need is like for you

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

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Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

There is nothing sexier than a woman who gives in to the most natural thing her body makes her crave and desire above everything else. That maternal need to wrap her legs around the man inside her, and accept this seed.

For me, it isn't an instable desire that comes once a month. It is a constant, unrelenting, animistic urge to fuck. No, not to just fuck...to breed. To hold her in place, as I slam deep inside. To groan in her ear "make me a father" as my thick potent seed floods her womb. To keep her in place, where she belongs as I pump wave after wave inside of her. Not letting her move, not pulling out. Just keeping her feeling full, plugging all my hot cum inside her.

Telling her that she belongs to me now. That everyone will know that I fucked her when her tummy swells. Sharing my dream of having three babies over the next four years, and how she needs to get used to always feeling my cum inside her, dripping down her thighs once I finally pull out. A constant reminder that she belongs to the father of her babies.

There is nothing sexier than a woman who gives in to the most natural thing her body makes her crave and desire above everything else. That maternal need to wrap her legs around the man inside her, and accept this seed.

For me, it isn't an instable desire that comes once a month. It is a constant, unrelenting, animistic urge to fuck. No, not to just fuck...to breed. To hold her in place, as I slam deep inside. To groan in her ear "make me a father" as my thick potent seed floods her womb. To keep her in place, where she belongs as I pump wave after wave inside of her. Not letting her move, not pulling out. Just keeping her feeling full, plugging all my hot cum inside her.

Telling her that she belongs to me now. That everyone will know that I fucked her when her tummy swells. Sharing my dream of having three babies over the next four years, and how she needs to get used to always feeling my cum inside her, dripping down her thighs once I finally pull out. A constant reminder that she belongs to the father of her babies.

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

There is nothing sexier than a woman who gives in to the most natural thing her body makes her crave and desire above everything else. That maternal need to wrap her legs around the man inside her, and accept this seed.

For me, it isn't an instable desire that comes once a month. It is a constant, unrelenting, animistic urge to fuck. No, not to just fuck...to breed. To hold her in place, as I slam deep inside. To groan in her ear "make me a father" as my thick potent seed floods her womb. To keep her in place, where she belongs as I pump wave after wave inside of her. Not letting her move, not pulling out. Just keeping her feeling full, plugging all my hot cum inside her.

Telling her that she belongs to me now. That everyone will know that I fucked her when her tummy swells. Sharing my dream of having three babies over the next four years, and how she needs to get used to always feeling my cum inside her, dripping down her thighs once I finally pull out. A constant reminder that she belongs to the father of her babies.

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

ICEBREAKER: Tell me what this need had been like for you

Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I am 18+ and all participants must be 18+

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Discord: SmalltimeHR

Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

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Nothing turns me on more than the thought of breeding. It is so primal and animalistic, the most basic and true purpose. Self control melts into that one natural purpose...to flood a fertile unprotected womb with my seed. To claim her as mine, to not only change her body and her life forever, but for her to constantly be reminded of me forever.

Except I need variety in sex.

This need could be just a raw primal moment of blind horniness. Bending her over, sinking deep inside of her. Pulling her hair as I start to slide in and out of her, driving as deep inside her as I can. Telling her how I am not going to pull out. That she belongs to me, and I am going to make her a mother. The more she moans and begs, the faster and harder I go. My body taking over, holding her in place so she can't move even though her legs stopped working and her mind can't form a coherent thought anymore. Telling her to be my good girl and take all of my cum, as I slam deep inside. Unloading all of my pent up, hot, raw cum. Exploding inside of her, keeping her still. Not moving myself until I am done. Pulling back once I am satisfied, seeding my seed leaking out and running down her thighs.

Other times I want her on her back, looking up at me. Ensnared in her arms and legs. Kissing up her neck as I slowly slide in and out. Savoring the feel of her around all of me. Getting closer as I press my forehead against hers. Looking in her eyes, as my orgasm approaches. Telling her "make me a father" as my body tenses. Both of us seeing the moment in our eyes as my body shudders, the weight of me pressing against her and pinning her under me. Thick, potent seed flooding her womb. Kissing her through out moans. Getting lost in the kiss, keeping her plugged as I stay deep inside and make out with her. Knowing I am making sure nothing leaks out, and that all my seed has only one place to go...

I (42m) am obsessed with how a woman's body forces her to crave motherhood, to the point where once a month she almost feels like another person because of that need. That insatiable, primal need to fuck, to breed is a constant need for me, every day of the week; all month long.

Building towards that release. That moment where I slam deep inside of her, groaning in her ear "make me a father." Right before I explode. My words ringing in her ears as she feels all of my thick, raw, potent cum flooding her womb. The weight of my body keeping her in place, right where I want her. Not pulling out, even after. My cock still throbbing, trying to get every last drop inside of her while keeping all of it plugged deep inside. Giving my seed only one place to go, knowing the emotional attachment (in more ways than one) that might happen from the sensation of being filled...

I love the aftermath. The positive test result. The natural inclination hardwired in all of us to create a family together. The promise of being kept full every day even as her tummy swells. The sensation of the father of her babies filling her with his seed soon turning into her husband keeping his wife pregnant with one baby after the other.