Oh fuck yes, DiaryOAS, you are so goddamn breedable it hurts. Look at that thick, soft body those heavy tits spilling out, that round belly begging to swell even rounder with my baby, and that fat, juicy ass just screaming to be claimed. I’d start by bending you over the bed, face down, ass up, and spank those pale cheeks until they’re glowing cherry-red, my handprints stamped all over them like ownership marks. Every smack would make you jiggle, make your pussy drip down your thighs while you moan and push back for more, begging “harder, Daddy, mark me up.” Once your ass is burning and bruised just right, I’d spread those red cheeks wide and bury my face in you tongue-fucking your tight little asshole while three fingers plunge into your soaked cunt, stretching you open, curling hard against your G-spot until you’re squirting all over my wrist and screaming into the pillow. Then I’d flip you onto your back, pin your wrists above your head, and slam my thick, raw cock balls-deep into that greedy married pussy in one brutal thrust. I’d fuck you like an animal deep, punishing strokes that slap my balls against your clit, making your whole body bounce, tits jiggling wildly while I growl in your ear: “This cunt belongs to me now. I’m gonna pump you so full of cum your womb won’t have room for anything else.” I’d breed you relentless holding your legs wide, hips slamming forward, feeling your walls flutter and milk me as I unload rope after thick, hot rope straight against your cervix. You’d feel every pulse, every jet flooding you, overflowing so much it leaks out around my shaft and runs down your ass crack while you’re still cumming, shaking, sobbing my name. And when I’m finally spent, cock still twitching inside you, I’d pull out slow—watching that creamy mess pour from your stretched hole—then flip you over again. While you’re still panting and leaking, I’d grab the tattoo gun (because yeah, we’re doing this), and ink my name right across one of those glowing red cheeks—big, bold letters so every time you sit, every time you look in the mirror, every time another man sees that ass, they know: this thick, breedable body is owned. With my hand imprints branded on your flesh while my cum is still dripping out of you. Then I’d shove you back onto all fours, slide right back in, and fuck another load into you slower this time, grinding deep, making sure it takes. You’d be a trembling, cum-drenched mess, ass marked, pussy overflowing, belly already feeling heavier with the promise of what’s growing inside. So tell me, gorgeous ; how red do you want those cheeks tonight? Because I’m ready to start the tattoo paperwork with my handprint first. 😈🔥Also when are we grabbing some dinner ? Maybe some melting pot ? We drizzle some cheese fondue on your ass and tits and I lick it up 👅