I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

"Uh..."

Jean closed the frosted glass bathroom door with the back of his hand to enjoy what was happening with a peace of mind. He looked down and saw Marie's pale and well-proportioned thighs as well as her round and supple toes.

She stood on her tiptoes and leaned forward. Her body pressed against him and they got busy.

"Uh, hurry up..."

Jean pressed the back of Marie's head and thrust forward.

He urged her without a hint of gentleness at all." Hurry up. Ah... You're a naughty girl, aren't you..."

Bianca got out of the taxi and walked into the neighborhood.

It was a very old neighborhood in A City. Many years ago, her dad bought a house

in that neighborhood that had two bedrooms and one living room.

In the house, it was littered with many of Bianca's memories, but most of them were bad ones.

When Bianca walked in, she looked at the old corridor that she had not walked through for more than five years. She remembered how she moved in to live with Marie before she graduated from junior high school.

Dad had told her at that time, "This is your sister.

She's two years older than you. You two should get along well, alright?"

The then naive Bianca smiled and said, "Okay!"

Marie also said, "Don't worry, Dad. I'll take care of my little sister."

What actually happened was that on the first night they stayed together, her blanket was hogged away in the middle of the night. Before she could ask for the blanket back, her sister whom she had yet to get to know lost her temper and kicked her onto the floor. However, it was debatable whether the sister was asleep or not when she did that.

She knocked her forehead onto the cabinet next to the bed. She bled a little but endured the pain and did not cry.

The next morning, Dad saw her injury and asked her what happened.

The so-called sister suddenly rushed forward kindly, holding her face, and saying with distress, "Bea, how did you hurt your head? Did you get out of bed last night to drink water and didn't know where the lights were? Wake me up next time. I'll get the water for you."

Since she was still young, she did not know how to continue after her sister said that. She thought that perhaps her sister did not sleep well and accidentally kicked her out of the bed.

but the mistress of the house was Jennifer. Therefore, she knew she had to be on her best behavior if she

drank in the room at night because it was what the

Bianca as she cursed at her. "How dare you pick up all these bad habits despite being at this age?! Children from small towns are seriously uneducated! Education! Don't you

up her daughter's bad behavior, Jennifer

said that she wanted to go back to live with her grandfather. Even though

understood how scary and horrible a stepmother

When she was about to ring the doorbell, she realized that the doorbell was broken and the door was

Marie knew she

the door

such

"Oo... Oo..."

rapid breathing that was accompanied by his

beautiful? Me or Bianca? If you don't say

been you... Hurry up and suck... Don't stop..." Jean's mouth was taken over by his

but chased her instead? If you say

that point. He was rushing and

Marie did not oblige.

only thing left for Jean

He said, "It's

that you're way

had no choice but to go after her instead. You're a literal goddess... Way too

not make Bianca blush or feel angry. On

his ID card was in Jennifer's dressing table drawer in their bedroom. Apparently, the drawer was dedicated to

that Marie knew she was coming, so she made sure to increase Jean's appetite

ID card,

in the past 40-something years, so he

her bag

in, and she saw Bianca leaving through the frosted glass door. She faked a moan to show that she

heard the moan and

at the two overlapping figures in the bathroom and said with consideration, "I got the ID card. I'll be leaving. Don't

you on

Slam!

glass door shook a little because Jean had hit the door with

sound came from the

suddenly withdrawn. She got angry immediately because she was afraid that Jean was affected by Bianca's presence. If that was the case her plan to anger

put on his pants immediately. The sound of him trying to fix his belt buckle was heard in the quiet house. He was very flustered and could not