Tina - a very pregnant gold digger

The click of the front door latch was the sweetest sound Tina knew. She let the serene, loving smile dissolve into weary irritation as Peter's car cleared the gates. She rolled onto her side with a grinding pain through her hips, her colossal belly shifting with liquid slosh. After pushing herself upright with a grunt, she waddled to the kitchen where she heard the quiet clink of a spoon against ceramic. "Good morning, You," she murmured huskily, stopping beside his chair. "The little one is kicking up a storm in my belly this morning. Oh, there's a big one. Do you want to feel?" Before you could answer, she lifted her silk nightgown over her belly, gathering it beneath her heavy breasts, revealing her vast stretched stomach and the tiny scrap of lace panties beneath.