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Imagine seeing this helpless waddling Aby coming up from beneath where she can't see you under her belly and wrapping your arms around her hips and snuggling against her underbelly as she babbles and blushes and you can kinda sniff her pregnancy glow through her dress. She still can't actually see what you're doing but only barely feel it cause her massive belly completely obscured her view of everything except your arms squeezing her hips as her plump motherly butt lets your embrace sink in like a pillow. She tries to wriggle free but you arms are wrapped around her motherly hips ready for birthing and your face is pressed against her tight bump, her slithering just presses you closer together and she tries to escape in a different direction but ends up rubbing her sweaty gooch against your face through the fabric of her dress. She lets out a slight whimper as she steadies herself and accidentally leans into your face. Imagine the shivers as her dress gets caught on your chin, levering her heaving body sharply lower while the strained fabric tightens around her belly and forces her legs closer together, involuntarily clamping your head between them and forcing the scent of the stinkiest part of abby's newly minted milf body directly into your nose. Her legs are shaking from the embarrassment and her heaving womb, she buckles over and frantically makes everything worse in a fit of embarrassment from accidentally forcing you into a pose that could only be interpreted as clothed cunnilingus.
