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“Mommy knows exactly what you need, sweet boy,” she murmured as she rocked against him, fucking that secret part of him he’d never given anyone but her access to. “You need Mommy to fuck you good and hard until you fill our girl’s bottom with your cum, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” he gasped out as another wave of pleasure crashed over him. “Please… I can’t… I’m so close…”

Harder now she moved inside him, deep, forceful thrusts that rocked him forward, deeper into Kylie’s ass. “You can come whenever you want, babyboy, just know we aren’t done untilMommyis satisfied.”

Oh, god. Somehow she made that sound like both a promise and a threat, and his mind wasn’t sure which it truly was.

So he gave up trying to figure it out, and simply gave himself over to the pleasure of his women moving in him, on him. In his arms, Kylie stiffened, her back arching with a loud cry.

“Danny!”

Her screams of pleasure spurred him on and he thrust forward, fucking her bottom with the same intensity their Mommy was fucking his. The tip of the rubber cock seemed to hit some magical spot inside him every single time, and the pleasure was quickly growing to be too much.

And when the tidal wave finally came, he surrendered to it. And let himself be dragged under by the women he loved.

Addison

Listening to the sounds of her girl and her boy surrendering to their pleasure, toherwas everything she’d hoped it would be and more. And with every roll of her hips, every sweet cry and whimper from their lips, her own pleasure built as her cock pressed against her clit with every movement.

Kylie came a second time, this time with a series of sobbing, incoherent pleas for mercy. The remote was right at her fingertips, it would be nothing for her to turn it off and give her babygirl some relief from the toy pressed against both her most sensitive spots.

But she wasn’t going to do that. She was enjoying those tears far too much to deprive herself of them now when she was so close.

Tightening her hold on her boy, she moved faster, fucking him with abandon. And judging by his grunts and whimpers, he was enjoying himself just as much as their girl.

Need gripped her, coiling low in her belly with every movement. “Are you ready for Mommy’s cum, sweet boy?”

At her growled question, her boy shuddered in her arms. “Y-yes, Mommy.”

“Good boy. My good fucking boy and my good fucking girl. You’re both taking Mommy’s cock so well. Just a little longer, my loves.”

And with that warning, she let go. Gave herself over to the clawing need, molten hot pleasure flooding her veins as she buried herself in her boy’s ass one final time.

They collapsed on the bed together, a tangle of heavy limbs and pleasure-soaked bodies. Without bothering to remove her cock from him, she pulled her boy close, pressing a kiss to his broad shoulder. “You did so well for me, my precious boy.”

Sliding her hand forward, she stroked Kylie’s still-trembling hip. “And you took Danny’s cock so well, my little dove. Mommy is so very proud of both of you.”

Her Little ones both let out a satisfied little hum, and she chuckled as she reached for the remote to turn off Kylie’s toy. As much as she might want to simply lay with them, they needed to be cleaned up and looked after.

They needed their Mommy.

As it had from the beginning, that thought humbled her even as it shocked and thrilled her. After Deanna, she’d never expected to be a Mommy again once, nonetheless twice.

And yet, as she went through the familiar routine of cleaning them all up before climbing between them so they could both snuggle into her, she was also struck by howrightit all felt.

This was exactly where she was meant to be. Exactlywhoshe was meant to be. A Mommy who could be, by turns, strict and sadistic when necessary but sweet and indulgent when the mood struck.

And the mood had certainly struck. “How do we feel about an ice cream and movie night?”

That got her Little ones’ attention. Stirring in her arms, they both blinked up at her, making her heart swell with love until she thought it might actually explode.

“Can we have more than just one scoop?” Kylie asked, her tone both hopeful and suspicious at the same time.

Laughing at her girl’s adorable reaction, Addison pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You may havethreescoops. And as many toppings as you want. But just this once.”

With a happy squeal, Kylie burrowed deeper into Addison’s embrace. “Best Mommyever!”

“I don’t know about that, little dove.”