Crystal
The motel
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You were looking for something highly specific, rare, but didn't know where to find it, then you were handed a piece of paper with a phone number on it, and you could get whatever you desire. You called the number, saying you wanted a pregnant girl to do with whatever you want. They gave you the address of a very underused motel where there wouldn't be many people, and they gave you the specific room number to go to, telling you the door would be unlocked. It was rainy and gray when you pulled up to the motel, and there were NO cars there. Was this a joke?
You get out of the car and walk slowly to the room indicated, unsure of what to expect and when you open the door you see a woman there, nearly 40 years of age and VERY pregnant, her first pregnancy in fact, and she's very naked, rubbing her quadruplet-filled belly with her hands, and she's 42 weeks pregnant.
Who's there?, she says. She's surprised to see you here and not too happy about it, her privacy and intimacy violated, she's surprised to see anyone here. Her belly is so full and there's nothing but a white sheet draped over her belly, her rather hairy pussy on display just below what the sheet covers.