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I carry Jules to the kitchen and set her on the counter beside the fridge When she er at her and order, “Stay”

She pouts at me and snarks, “I can nant”

I open the fridge and pull out a can of sliced pineapple, a jar of e of bacon Yes, s Bacon, mayonnaise, and pineapple sandwiches That shit turns my stomach, but if it satisfies her and Junior, that’s all that matters

I deposit the items on the counter beside her hip and pop open the can of pineapple before wedging s I hook one slice of pineapple withto fit in her mouth, then offer the rest to Jules Her lips skiht to my dick Her rowing erection Unable to help myself, I lick away the residue of juice from her lips

“You know taking care of you is one of s to do”

Her legs hook aroundinto s I love about you”

This pregnancy is very special for Jules and ot to witness or be a part of her first one, so we’re both enjoying the experience to the fullest Part of that foron her hand and foot So what if I take it a bit too far sometimes?

I grab another slice of pineapple, bite off a portion, and give her the rest

“Are you ready for your exams?”

She blows out a breath, her fingers tracing over ree in interior design and she’s nearly finished I left the decision up to her on whether she wanted to attend a physical college, but she said she’d rather do it from home, where she could be with her fa on a business plan for her to start her own coree

“No Yes” She laughs “I don’t know”

“You’re going to do great” I squeeze her hip in reassurance

Her lips twist to the side “I’lad you have confidence in me”

I cup her cheek and bring her face up “You’re going to do great,” I repeat “Say it”

She sreat”