Chapter 171: Chapter 171

Chapter 171

~Your wish is granted~

“Who the fuck is disturbing my phone?” Ken queried as he pounded hugely into her vagina, leaving the bed creaking under their weight. She was feeling itches all over her vagina and she was almost hitting orgasm but clamped her legs in order to fight off the orgasm so they could reach it at once.

“Oh keep fuck…ing “ Mrs. Fanny encouraged, stretching her hands and wishing he could rub his shoulders, hold his face and kiss him, but she was helpless as her hands and legs were chained.

“Oh …ah…” the lengthy moan blared from Ken as his entire body convulsed hugely before his waist gave one last pound into her vagina and shook briefly; his face scowled; eyes shut and opened as though he was about falling asleep, his mouth opened; his penis emptied its content into her vagina and he pulled it out quickly and poured the remnant of it on her clitoris, and the milky sperm covered almost her vagina lips.

Gently he stared as the sperm dripped down her vagina lips. “I don’t want to shower our unborn baby with much of it…” he said at a breath and panted through gritted teeth.

“Hmmm…” he breathed hard, and flogged his penis against her vagina.

“Oh shit…hmmm… that was good.” She breathed uneasily, wriggling her waist and feeling aroused as his penis kept flogging her clitoris now. “Oh hmmm…feels good” she moaned and pulled his waist closer feeling unsatisfied.

His phone buzzed yet again and he reached to it.

“Who the hell is that? Do we need to tell him we are fucking?”

He wouldn’t want to tell her that the doctor was the caller.

“I got to go. My client must be angry with me now. I need to make more money. Our baby will soon drop,” he sounded and smiled at her.

And she forced a smile at him, and scowled her face just then as thought of the paternity test hit her in the head. Her heartbeat became abnormal, recognizing the fact that in few minutes he would know the truth and she would be sent packing for good.

There may not be need to make more money. You are not the father of the baby. I am ruined already; she said in her mind and watch him hurry into the bathroom to have a wash. She wanted to shed tears while he had his bath but she fought it off since her hands were still handcuffed to the bed and she wouldn’t be able to wipe her tears. As she wriggled her waist, she could feel the sperm lubricate her vulva and roll into the outer wall of her vulva. She was yet horny again, although she wanted to keep him from going out.

Once he was out of the bathroom, he uncuffed her hands and legs and spanked her big buttocks before squeezing into his sleeves shirt and trousers. With his stare on her face, he noticed her fallen troubled countenance.

“Perhaps those looks meant I didn’t fuck you well,” he groaned and fed his eyes with the sperm that buttered her vagina, giving it the picture of a liquid milk that spread all over a red thick tomato.

She cleared her throat snorted and winced at him, “Not really. It means this might be the last fuck I will have with you,” she said literally and doubted if he would comprehend what she meant.

“How do you mean? I mean as soon as I got back I am going to screw that hungry pussy of yours, so why would you say that?” he said, and quit spraying the perfume he intended to spray.

“You know you are always away from home. Whenever you mention client New York always come on my mind, and you know what I mean,” she said and turned her voluptuous buttocks to him.

He drifted to her, rubbed on her buttocks and said, “That is by gone now. Anything that has to do with Jacy is by gone. I have left her life for good and there is nothing that will bring us back again. I just want you to be strong for me and the baby and know that in few days, I will walk you to the altar to be my lawfully wedded wife.”

How I wish I could turn back the hands of time?

How I wish this baby were yours

How I wish I never got drunk to be fucked by that bastard stranger that calls himself Teddy.

Those thought hung on her mind as she held his face, smiled at him and stroked his hair.

I am so sorry Ken for disappointing you and bringing shame upon myself. I never planned to carry another man’s baby other than yours.

She kept saying in her mind as their eyes locked and their smiles flashed into the face of each other

I am just going to know the paternity of the baby in your womb. Only then will I walk you to the altar; ken’s thought came through also as he held her face and they smiled on.

His phone buzzed and interrupted them and he knew the caller was the doctor. He blushed at her, kissed her on the forehead and crawled out of the bed. Once he grabbed his phone and saw the caller , he shrugged.

“I got to go, baby, my client must be worried about me,” he said, smiled at her and the door banged just then; he had left.

Once he left she sat up, stroked her hair and shook her head pitifully. Without hesitation tears started trickling down her eyes as she winced and sniffed like a baby. Immediately she heard the sound of his car downstairs, she crawled out of the bed and made to the window to behold as he drove away and her wailing increased even the more.

Just then her phone rang and she felt reluctant to pick up. It rang twice more and she held back, losing interest in anything like call now. After the phone had buzzed, it beeped with a message and then she decided to check whatever it was.

As she read the message, her eyes widened in surprise, a maddening smile dragged through her face , and her hand covered her mouth.

Your wish is granted. I have altered the paternity test result

That was the message from the doctor…