Spent the day organizing old baby photos of my sweet boy and it got me feeling so emotional. From changing his diapers to now being his wife... it's the most natural progression in the world. I still remember his little fingers wrapping around mine, and now those same hands explore every inch of my body. Sometimes when he's deep inside me, filling my pussy with his cum, I get overwhelmed remembering how I used to rock him to sleep in my arms. My womb aches to carry his child - to complete our family the way nature intended. He's still my baby boy, even when he's making me scream with his cock.