Unlocking Hidden Charm in pregnant and miserable

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, pregnant and miserable chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like pregnant and miserable”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “pregnant and miserable” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “pregnant and miserable” bliss.