stalker simon! who went home with you that night, ripping off your dress the moment the two of you made it through the door. you didn't seem to question how he knew exactly which way your bedroom was or where you kept your toys, you were just too consumed by your lust for the mysterious and sexy stranger man before you.

stalker simon! who pulled orgasm after orgasm from you that night, your lips set in an almost permanent o and cunt covered in a glistening sheen of your juices. he watched your face scrunch up at every thrust to your cervix and your tits jiggle with every pump, savouring the close ups. No picture or grainy hidden camera footage had anything on this, the sight of you fucked out right beneath him was a gift granted to him by god for all the suffering he'd had to endure, he was sure of it.

stalker simon! who'd practically milked himself dry that night, filling and stuffing your poor cunny with his fat cock and milky cum. Every thrust of his cock was met with your background vocals, mewling and pleading for more. And who was he to deny you your pleasure? He savoured every sound that fell from your lips and every arch of your back, fucking in and out of you till his dick was practically chafing, he didn't want it to end.. and it never would as long as he had anything to say.

stalker simon! who always had a trick up his sleeve, a sneaky cunning little plan. He was oh so happy he’d replaced all your birth control with placebos a couple of weeks back, his plan being setting in motion long ago. he'd planned on perhaps a less intimate and direct approach... but who was he to say no when you'd been served on a platter, clad in a too-short dress right for him to eat. he knew pumping you full of his sticky semen tonight was bound to take, he was a very virile man after all.

stalker simon! who didn't end up staying the night, even if he wanted to. he needed to create a bit of mystery a bit of angst for his plan to work... and he could watch you, pants down from the comfort of his room anyways.

stalker simon! who went home long before you awoke, watched the tapes of you two fucking making love and fisted his cock at the sight. he filed and encrypted them for only his (and his equally filthy friends) eyes to see.

stalker simon! who a couple weeks later watched you, on the bathroom cameras, as you took the test. Positive.

stalker simon! who knew it was time to step up and be a daddy, to the two of you. there was no way you'd be getting rid of him now, never getting out of his tightly wound clutches and sharp jaws.

stalker simon! who accidentally bumped into you at the pharmacy and acted oh so surprised when you told him the news...

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