475 COULD SHE BE WRONG IN THINKING LIKE THAT?

Coming next...

Madison grabbed ahold of her husband's short hair, grinding away on his crotch, and sitting on his lap.

The doctor had given them the green signal after six long weeks of waiting and they both could not keep it to themselves.

The past few weeks had been torture and it was the ending of all those torments then the door flipped open but it did not stop them from kissing away, not bothered by who had come inside at all.

"Madison? Did you do it?" 

It was Tinsley...and Madison stopped abruptly to see her...

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Tinsley got ready for her appointment with her doctor.

She wore a simple sundress that reached up to her knees and after putting on light lipgloss, she sat down on the stool to put on her shoes but she could not put it on by herself anymore.