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Her eyes gleam with hunger, not just for the food, but for the fantasy she's weaving. She's the doting wife, eager to please her husband, to grow round with his child. She strokes her non-existent baby bump, imagining it swelling with life. Her thick thighs rub together as she leans over the counter, her ass pushing out, inviting. The kitchen fills with the aroma of cooking meat and her own, tempting scent.