Free Use 17: Taking The Midwife. Free Use, #17

Par : Nikita Storm
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  • ISBN8201314118
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  • Date de parution17/10/2021
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My wife, Maria, was nine-months pregnant with our baby. She was just about to pop. Literally at any moment. She'd called up her midwife to come be with her for the delivery and make sure everything went smoothly, but she wasn't able to come. So she sent Stacy in her stead. It wasn't exactly what she'd wanted, but the new midwife would do. "Can you get that, honey? It's probably the new midwife, Stacy." My wife sent me to the door.
I was in the middle of watching something and really didn't like the interruption, but I did anyway, grumbling all the way. But the moment I opened the door, I stopped grumbling. In fact, I stopped everything. In the doorway before me lay one of the most beautiful creatures I'd ever laid eyes on. "Hi! I'm the new midwife! Stacy..." She put out her hand. "Yes...yes you are..." I stumbled through my words.
For several, long moments I just stared at her - open-mouthed. She had long, shimmering red hair, deep blue eyes, a nice, large bust and a very nice figure. She was wearing a casual, diaphanous blouse that let me see her cleavage. Then she smiled.
My wife, Maria, was nine-months pregnant with our baby. She was just about to pop. Literally at any moment. She'd called up her midwife to come be with her for the delivery and make sure everything went smoothly, but she wasn't able to come. So she sent Stacy in her stead. It wasn't exactly what she'd wanted, but the new midwife would do. "Can you get that, honey? It's probably the new midwife, Stacy." My wife sent me to the door.
I was in the middle of watching something and really didn't like the interruption, but I did anyway, grumbling all the way. But the moment I opened the door, I stopped grumbling. In fact, I stopped everything. In the doorway before me lay one of the most beautiful creatures I'd ever laid eyes on. "Hi! I'm the new midwife! Stacy..." She put out her hand. "Yes...yes you are..." I stumbled through my words.
For several, long moments I just stared at her - open-mouthed. She had long, shimmering red hair, deep blue eyes, a nice, large bust and a very nice figure. She was wearing a casual, diaphanous blouse that let me see her cleavage. Then she smiled.