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Totally not there. My kid, another kid, bleah.
I tried, lord knows, but it gave me the limps. The high-speed distortion of the body of the wife by this being she was growing inside of her completely turned me off. The thought of it (pregnant sex) is a bit nauseating. I did try, different times, because it meant so much to the ex and I was so damned horny, but sex was a total chore and climax difficult to achieve (if achievable at all). I preferred to jerk off in private and long for the days when she was done, healed, and lactating.
Milky full breasts are hot, leaking and overfilling the hand as they swing and squeeze. Purple labia and raw stretch marks, unborn-baby-kicks like puppies under a blanket and vomiting and wierd food urges and mood swings are so un-hot.
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And now to disengage the clutch of the forebrain ... 
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