The scene starts with some small talk (hobbies, something topical, etc.) but the chat would inevitably focus on my pregnant belly. I'd reveal that some boy-toy knocked me up with another lil one. To be perfectly clear, he's not an ex; I've actually never even dated him once! But we both thought the other was drop dead sexy and did what two people do when they find each other extremely attractive...one thing led to another and he impregnated me! Of course, that was YEARS ago; we're still fuck buddies to this day and he's given me a few more pregnancies since then! Not all of my exes were into that though, so here I am, back on the dating scene! Why not just date him? Well...life just gets in the way for us two. We fuck fairly often but it would just never work out. He travels a lot, I want someone who is around all the time, he isn't a great father figure...stuff like that. Not that us two will stop fucking, of course. Why tell you all of this? Well, to be frank, I'm weeding out the wannabes who think the fantasy of being a cuck is SOOOOO HAWT but cower from the reality of having a partner who not only fucks around, but is actively pregnant by another dude! It's really depressing how many guys talk big game about being able to handle the life of an ultimate cuck but inevitably fall well short of that mark. At this point, I am being up front about what exactly this "relationship" will entail so I am not wasting anyone's time. You tell me that you're still interested. I then repeat myself, just to be certain that you know what you're getting into. I will be in no way faithful to you as your girlfriend, though obviously you will be expected to remain monogamous. Specifically, I will be continuing to fuck my bull as I please. You won't have any say when or how that happens; if I want to spend the weekend with him getting laid at his place, then by God I'll be spending the weekend at his place getting laid. At no point should you expect to have sex with me, either; THAT is entirely at my discretion, and you should NOT be counting on that happening very often at all! And, most importantly, you'll be on the hook for raising this lil one. My bull has no interest in being a parent; why else would I even give a guy like you a second's worth of attention? This one, past ones, and any that he's yet to fuck into me are your responsibility, not his. If you're OK with all the things you'd have to surrender to me in order to date me, then you accept my proposal. As a treat, I flash my pussy at you, telling you about how you should be so lucky just to see it. But then again, you should get SOMETHING to think about while I'm off getting railed and impregnated by my bull again and again. What better image than to worship the pussy you'll never get?