Pregg porn videos on Mike Big Dick:

Cruising the city outskirts, I spot a desperate duo—an old car, a scruffy dude, and a redhead in a skirt. Oh, and she’s pregnant. Like, real pregnant. This half-hobo dude looks ready to sell his own soul, so I make an offer. “Need a ride? Sure, but the lady’s coming in my fuckwagon.” The guy barely hesitates—clearly, he knows who’s packing the real deal here.

Turns out, she’s his daughter. A little family roadside bonding, huh? I get her to show off those ripe preggo tits for a photo session. Damn, those milkers are something else. She’s around eight months, belly huge, and I can’t help but joke about poking the little guy’s eye with my cock. The guy? He’s just sitting in the back, trying not to cry while I gear up to show her what Big Mike is all about.

Forget cruising—we’re going full throttle now. She starts with a blowjob, barely fitting my monster cock in her mouth. I grab her hips and test her tight ass—it’s a goddamn vice grip. Pretty she is hasn't given a birth from that exit yet. My dirty trailer is now a diabolical playground, and I’m just getting started.

I’m pounding her from behind, adding a little “cream” to her already pregnant pussy. Can you get double-pregnant? Hell, with my cock, anything’s possible. Her moans echo, her old man’s too stunned to speak, and I’m marking this redhead for life. By the end, she’ll wish she never met Big Mike—but her body’s never going to forget.

Black girls are supposed to handle a lot, but this was too much even for this savanna fox. Did she love it though? Sure she did. Even though I couldn't fit it all in her giant booty, I gave her hell and we whipped up a decent creamy storm together! By the end, she was moaning louder than a jungle cat. Success!

Forget cruising—we’re going full throttle now. She starts with a blowjob, barely fitting my monster cock in her mouth. I grab her hips and test her tight ass—it’s a goddamn vice grip. Pretty she is hasn't given a birth from that exit yet. My dirty trailer is now a diabolical playground, and I’m just getting started.

I’m pounding her from behind, adding a little “cream” to her already pregnant pussy. Can you get double-pregnant? Hell, with my cock, anything’s possible. Her moans echo, her old man’s too stunned to speak, and I’m marking this redhead for life. By the end, she’ll wish she never met Big Mike—but her body’s never going to forget.

Cruising through the rich outskirts, my radar is on high alert for fancy pussies. Then I see her: blond hair, fancy bra, big fake tits, dripping with jewelry, and that bored housewife energy. A permanent smirk, acting like she’s too good for the world. Language barrier? Not a problem when you’re loaded from winning naked poker and packing technology that can translate anything. We park somewhere private so I can show her what a real French baguette looks like. She’s about to find out if that pussy is ready for Big Mike’s grande croissant.

I roll up to this blonde in a Mini, legs for days, hair down to her ass. She acts like I’m dirt ‘cause I’m in my old RV, but I flash some cash, and her eyes go wide. Her Russian accent makes her sound all high and mighty, but now she’s curious. She climbs in, sneering at my wall of pics from past lays – doesn’t know she’s about to be the next one. I whip out my veiny monster, and she tries to act tough, but when I push it in, she’s squirming, whining, and finally shutting up.