I kept playing with Gia's soft navel playfully, my fingers circling and gently dipping into the little indent on her smooth, warm belly.
In my mind, I was already imagining her swollen with my child, her belly growing round and full, her massive breasts becoming even heavier and leaking warm, sweet milk that I would drink from her nipples every day.
The thought made my cock throb painfully against her hand.
Slowly, I lowered my hand further down her body, sliding it over the front of her tiny bikini bottom until my palm rested directly over her pussy. Even through the thin, wet fabric, I could feel the heat radiating from her young cunt.
Gia's hand shot down quickly, grabbing mine in a shy but firm grip, trying to stop me. Her cheeks burned bright red. She was incredibly innocent and timid, clearly overwhelmed by how fast things were moving.
