Pregnancy Cravings

Clara's horned up like crazy from the pregnancy. She's the kind of woman who wants it morning, noon and night, and poor Jamie's tapped out trying to keep up. He drags her to this appointment because he's freaked out that all the dicking might hurt the baby. The thing is, Jamie can't satisfy the itch anymore, so when she spots Mike Mancini walking in with his wife, her eyes go straight to his crotch and stay there. Mike clocks the vibe right away and starts getting all red in the face while his wife talks about appointments or whatever. Clara keeps it polite on the surface but she's basically eye-fucking him, and when she stands up and heads down the hall with that come-hither smirk, Mike peels off like he has no choice. They end up in the empty X-ray room. She bends over the table, yanks her panties aside, and he slides in raw and quick. No small talk, just rapid, quiet grunts while his wife sits twenty feet away wondering where he went. Clara comes hard around his cock, tightens up, milks him until he fills her, then fixes her dress and walks out looking like nothing happened. Jamie's nose-deep in a magazine and doesn't notice a damn thing. By the time the nurse calls their name, Clara is already wet again. In Dr. Perry's exam room, Jamie asks all his nervous questions about orgasms and the baby, and the doctor tells him it's totally fine, libido spikes are normal, no risk. Clara plays nice until Jamie heads for the door to grab coffee. The second it clicks shut, she strolls straight up to Jessy Jones, peels her panties down, and pushes his hand between her thighs so he can feel how soaked she still is from the last round.