Sedutoras @Sedutoras
As I dip my bare feet into the warm chocolate syrup pool, I let out a contented sigh. It's been a long day of work at the bakery, and this is just what I needed to unwind. The sticky liquid coats every inch of my skin, making me feel like I'm wrapped in silk.
I run my hands over my curves, feeling the cool chocolate syrup dripping off my fingers. My belly is rounded with pregnancy, but I don't let that stop me from enjoying life's little pleasures. In fact, it makes me more appreciative of every moment I get to indulge in something as decadent as this pool.
I gaze down at my body, admiring the way the chocolate syrup accentuates my curves. My breasts are heavy with milk, and they spill over the sides of the pool like ripe fruit. I feel a twinge of self-consciousness about showing off my pregnant body, but then I think about all the times I've been told how beautiful it is to be carrying new life within me.
The tattoo on my left shoulder catches the light as I move, and I feel a pang of nostalgia for the day I got it. It's a reminder of the person I used to be before this pregnancy thing changed everything.
As I stand there, chocolate syrup dripping from every inch of my body, I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. And maybe that's just because I'm so comfortable in my own skin right now.
