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Getting ready for my date tonight, I glide the last swipe of gloss across my lips, the sparkly dress riding so high I can already feel the cool air kissing the bottom of my cheeks. It's been so long since I've been on a date, and I want to look perfect.

Coming out to show my StepSon, I ask "What do you think?" I give a spin in my dress, and a teasing little wiggle. Your jaw is clenched. “You look... amazing!”

I start to laugh, but I suddenly stop when you step closer. "I don't want you to go," you plead. It's just been us together for so long. And you don't want anybody but you to keep me company.

"I want you. Tonight."

“I... we can’t,” I whisper. But I’m already inching closer, my glittery dress brushing against your chest.

"Tell me you don’t feel it," you dare.

Despite myself, I can't help but want him to see me slide down the top of this sexy dress. "This is my fault. I must have breastfed you too long. You just loved it so much I didn't want to stop.”

You groan for me, and I’m lost. I pull the dress up to my waist, exposing the fact that I am not wearing any panties tonight. I mount you, sinking down onto your cock, my pussy stretching to take all of you.

Completely overcome in the heat of the moment, I grind back and forth on you until you bury your cum so deep I swear I feel it splash my cervix.

I stagger up, smoothing the dress, voice shaky. "I still have to go. This isn't right. We... just can’t be together. I still need to go on the date tonight, even if I have my StepSon's cum side of me."

Weeks later, I have a new confession to tell you. I'm pregnant, and it's yours. I've known for a couple of weeks. My breasts have become so full, and my milk started coming in. Now I have to keep dating that other guy so people will think it's his. It's the only way we can pull this off and keep doing this.

I don't want to stop. In fact, don't you want to taste my milk. After all, you helped create it.