She’s rolling her eyes now, crossing her underneath her very endowed bosom.
“Oh please, as if. I’m not looking for any baby batter getting stuffed into me.
I’m looking to rub my goods on yours, repeatedly until you’re squirting and writhing~”
A vein popped out of her forehead, what an idiot! Always repeating the same stuff.
" You're always baby crazed, always need someone to stuff your womb, i will tell you, i don't have a dick anymore! "
Arms now crossed, clearly annoyed.
" and you'd have to ask my wife first"