A guest

Writer's POV

Sexual moans filled the room as Madison continuously bounced on Peter's dick. When she grew tired, she rested her head on Peter's chest and exhaled loudly.

"I told you to let me take the lead," Peter sighed. He had already warned her, but Madison was stubborn.

"Give me a minute; it's been a while since I did this. Why am I so tired?"

"Are you still asking that? You're twenty-three weeks pregnant; you'll be pushing the baby out in a matter of days," he groaned.

Madison rolled her eyes. "It's not the baby," she huffed.

"It is," Peter retorted. "You should have aborted it when you could; now you're stuck with it."

"Hey! Don't talk to me like that. This baby is yours! You're its father," Madison argued.

"I didn't ask for it."

"I made a mistake keeping it. I made a fucking mistake." Madison, angry at him, stood up, and Peter's cock slipped out of her.

She picked up her clothes and began to get dressed.