Lahat ng Kabanata ng DADDY - MOMMY: Kabanata 301 - Kabanata 310

I applied some cream to my reddened knees. I just woke up and noticed them there. They’re a bit tender, likely because of what we did in the bathroom last night. Well, our heated encounter didn’t even end there. We managed to eat dinner first, then he had some things to take care of in his office, so I went to our room ahead of him. We made love all night again, though he was considerate enough to remind me we needed a long sleep since we have a lot to do today. Still, he never failed to pleasure me this morning. But when he saw my red knees, he immediately apologised because he knew exactly how I got them. The tiles were hard, and he had been quite rough with me in the bathroom yesterday when we showered together. I told him I’m fine and they’ll fade eventually. He didn't hurt me, but he seemed lost in thought.I looked at my phone when it rang. I picked it up and saw my daughter's name on the screen. They’ve only been in New York for a few days, so I wasn't expecting a call this ear

"CASSIDY!" I shouted her name at the top of my lungs. She had caught us here in the hot tub in a far from innocent manner. We had just been spending time together. We made love, and we talked. While we were in the middle of a kiss, she suddenly appeared, her face frozen in pure shock as she stared at us. I was just as stunned, momentarily wondering if she was merely a figment of my imagination. But when she finally called out to us, reality hit me: she was actually there, and she had caught us. Her mother and her husband are in a compromising position. Oh, shit! This was exactly what I feared most! What could I possibly say to her? How could I even begin to explain?Fidez and I pulled apart and stood up. We climbed out of the tub, and he handed me one of the towels we had brought. I wiped my damp body and threw on the robe I had been wearing earlier; he did the same. I noticed there wasn't a trace of worry on his face. I’d have to ask him about that later. Right now, I need to talk to

Fidez’s POVI’ve been burying myself in work these past few days since my mother-in-law left the house. I miss her every single day. I miss her scent. It still lingers on my bedsheets. I dream of her constantly, waking up with my skin sticky and my manhood aching between my thighs. My own hands aren't enough to provide relief, and it frustrates me that I can’t even see her or go to her. I miss everything about her, especially the delicious meals she used to cook.There have been some changes in my wife, though. She’s trying to act like a loving spouse. She tries hard to cook for me, but she hasn't been successful yet, so I usually just settle for my own cooking. She forces conversations, but I don’t have the energy to entertain her. She’s stopped staying late at work and now comes home on time to prepare dinner. I mean, I appreciate the effort, but something is still missing.She’s doing all of this to fix us. But I feel like once things are "okay," she’ll just go back to her old ways

Fidez’s POVAfter getting the job done that day, my crew invited me to have a few drinks first. Since we were doing a good job, I just agreed. I figured it was also a way to forget what happened between me and my wife last night. She tried to seduce me in my own bed, wearing this thin, flimsy outfit. I thought it was Cyrene waiting for me on top of my bed just like usual. But, with a second look, I was quite disappointed to find that it was Cassidy waiting for me. Cyrene has been messing with my mind for days, and I just miss her.When my wife told me to do it, I felt a slight arousal toward her. Maybe because she looks like her mother and she never challenges me in bed. But she did it last night after I told her that she couldn't handle me. I was impressed by her confidence, but I got annoyed when I smelt the peach scent on her. It was like a wake-up call, and I finally pulled away from her. I am convinced that Cyrene is the woman for me, but it seems Cassidy has no intention of lett

Cassidy’s POVA loud, blissful moan echoes through the room where my husband is making love to me. Finally, I’ve been able to take him completely. Because of his size, we hadn't had "perfect" sex for a long time. Before, he could only get halfway in because it felt like there was a barrier blocking him. So, after I would climax, I’d usually finish him off using my hands. I could even fit him in my mouth, so he just endured that arrangement. I knew he wasn't fully satisfied, but he never forced me, which only made me admire him more.But now, with my mother's advice and help, I can fully take him. There’s no pain, just pure pleasure that makes me moan loudly. He is rutting into me so deeply that he keeps hitting my pleasure spot, causing an intense tingling sensation deep inside. My eyes roll back because I’ve never experienced this kind of ecstasy before. I can honestly say that even though my husband wasn't my "first," all my past boyfriends are nothing compared to him. I used to fee