All Chapters of DADDY - MOMMY: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

It was already afternoon by the time we returned to the inn where we were staying. I immediately kicked off my shoes and collapsed onto the soft bed. I let out a happy sigh, relieved to finally be lying down properly. My back was aching, even though we had been using an air mattress. My companion simply wouldn't leave me alone. He took me so many times that we barely got to explore properly. Fortunately, I felt fine down there and wasn't swollen. But I have to admit, I truly enjoyed it and didn't do anything to stop him.I looked at my son-in-law, with whom I am now officially part of a couple. The walk back was full of flirting and teasing, though nothing physical happened between us then. We are really committing to the act of being newlyweds; after all, it feels like we are on our honeymoon. Even he seemed tired now, a side of him I hadn't seen until today. He also took off his shoes and shirt, and I let out a small shriek when he lay down beside me, wrapping his arms and legs arou

“Oh my gosh… I am all sticky!” I said as we entered our hotel suite. We had ended up at a beach resort, and I was quite happy about it. They said the resort had just opened, so there were only a few guests. We got a large room, and I’m so glad we found a hotel. I felt so sticky because of what Remus and I did during our camping trip. If I hadn’t stopped him, we probably would have stayed in that tent even longer.We reached the hotel just in time because the sky had grown dark. Now that we were in our room, heavy rain began to pour. I just hope it stops by tomorrow so we can enjoy the beach. I brought a lot of swimsuits, and I want to show them off to my companion. I shrieked when Remus hugged me and pulled me toward the bathroom.“I can make you stickier if you want,” he said with a laugh as he started taking off my clothes. It’s a good thing we didn’t smell like s*x because we had made sure to wipe our bodies down earlier.“You know, you really move fast,” I said, laughing. I shriek

I let out a long sigh as I made my way back into our hotel suite. I checked my tote bag for any missing items, and I was thankful that nothing was gone. Those wretched women who were messing with my things didn't take anything. I am all sticky again because of the shake that woman poured on me. She must be the one with the huge crush on Remus, which is why she’s so jealous that I’m the one with him. I wish I hadn't even bothered engaging with them; they completely ruined my good mood.I stepped into the bathroom to shower and to cool down my temper. I never expected to get into a fight with a younger woman over a man. I don't know why there are so many envious people in this world. They already know Remus is married, yet they still flirt with him. That's why there are so many mistresses, because they love stealing what belongs to others. Asus! Why? You’re just like that, too! A part of my brain whispered, and I froze. If I really think about it, Remus isn't actually my husband, and I

“Mmmm… Remus… Ahhhhh…” I moaned softly, my thighs spread wide. His head was buried between my legs, his tongue and lips tracing my skin. I had woken up with him there, and I couldn't help but groan at the movement of his warm tongue. My hands gripped the bedsheets, my hips arching slightly every time he sucked on my cl*t. My eyes rolled back as he inserted two fingers inside me, moving them in a hooking motion while his mouth continued its work.“Mmmm… This pvssy is mine to eat and fvck…” he growled, his voice rasping. He used his fingers and mouth in tandem, driving me to a screaming peak. I gripped his hair, pulling him closer until I finally came. He then moved between my legs, rubbing his length against me, the friction heightened by how wet I already was. The pace quickened until we both found release, his heat coating my stomach.Speaking of my stomach, Remus suspected I was pregnant because of my increased appetite. We’ve been traveling for three months, and given how often we

I wiped the sweat from my brow as I cleaned the storage room inside my house. It was filled with things I no longer had a use for. I had planned to tidy this up once I wasn't busy anymore, and I decided that today was the day. I’ve been quite occupied lately working as a temporary stylist for newbie models at the agency I was part of during my younger years. I was a model in my early years, well, a "sexy" model, since I mostly wore swimsuits or lingerie. Like a Victoria's Secret model, but just a local version. I loved my work and considered it art, even if my body was on full display. I was also a calendar girl, and I am proud of everything I achieved.I wouldn’t be living this luxuriously, nor would I have been able to provide a good life for my daughter, if I hadn’t worked hard. Of course, my husband was there, but he’s gone now. He left me early due to cancer, and I made sure he was happy in his remaining days. He was the man who respected and loved me for who I am; I haven't met