You've been carrying your partner's clutch for months and they are eager to get out. You try to tske off your pants in preparation but your partner wont let you. They insist that it makes the next part of the process easier. You wonder briefly what that is before your body starts to push. You can't see them as they come out at first, just slick stains spreading across the crotch. Later as your underpants fill and stretch it becomes harder to push into the increasingly tight space. Your fingers reach for the elastic in the waistband but your partner again removes them and holds your hand. Agonizingly, slowly, you finally get the rest out and miraculously the underpants dont burst. You pant trying to catch your breath but already you begin to understand what the next step is. A hard on is growing between your legs, pushing eggs out of the way as it grows. You whimper as each egg slides past the already sensitive skin on the member extending into the trapped clutch. You shout and squeeze your partners hand as you blow one enormous load after another into the eggs, fertilizing them and coating them with your creamy cum. It trickles down in between them before any extra starts pooling down at the bottom, soaking through the fabric. Your partner strokes your hair and kisses you sweetly, proudly.





















