Mommy Honey

DADDY Five girls who have been friends for a long time have the same taste, same likes and dislikes, but their personalities are quite different, but blend in throughout their friendship. As they grow up into women, they have the same fantasies about their gorgeous, attractive stepdaddies. They can't resist the urge to take care of them, to love them, turning into something more. MOMMY Five divorced women who are successful in their careers have weird feelings for their adopted sons. Their adopted sons are now grown, and it's their last year of high school. They are all athletic since they are players of the basketball team. Living in a house with handsome and hunky boys is quite difficult, especially if they are all 'tigang' when it comes to sex. It even became more difficult when their sons acts also weird towards them and their eyes stare at them with lust. Could they even stop and control their feelings before it's too late?

'I'm mommy's good boy,' he repeated. 'You really want to hear me beg?' He said letting out a cheeky laugh. 'I want to cum so bad,' he said in between pants. 'Please...' 'Please what?' Another male voice sounded from behind me. I smiled, knowing who it is. I heard his footsteps and felt his eyes on my, making me shiver. He came into view on my right and walked over to Jackson, who looked flustered, looking between the two of us. I witnessed him revert back into submission so quickly, bratty behavior all gone. That's my daddy. Michael placed his bag down and brought one knee on the bed, leaning down on Jackson. I watched in awe as he kissed him with much passion and like every other time, I was in awe. Of their connection. I witnessed it first hand and it's the purest I've ever seen. Michael pulled back to look at me, winking with a knowing smirk as he looked down at our conjoined bodies. 'Tell mommy what you want, baby,' he turned to Jackson, who whimpered under the control of two Doms. 'Come on, beg for it, love,' Jackson was panting with need. 'Please me mommy...' ● After a tragic but not so tragic divorce between Samantha Dixon-Pitt and Martin Pitt, Michael and Jackson are ready to welcome a third party into their relationship. Restricted by friendship and Samantha's marriage, they are ready to take the next step.

Alya has been living in her cocoon since forever that stepping into NYC calls for an adventure. Or rather, to curb her wandering mind of what it feels like to have something you've been dreaming of- married to someone who has all the criteria you've seen only in movies. She leaves her comfort zone and dives into a life that has been scripted since day one. It can be two things, either a liberating experience to be someone who doesn't have to think much and just live the way it's been laid out, or to feel suffocated by how much scripted and planned everything is. Yummy DILF has been living his life in pretence. But if money can buy imagination who are we to judge him on that? He didn't exactly ask for our money to live that way, so leave the judgement by the door and come in for a read if you feel like you're open to this absurd pretence. *** "I need you to come for me." He orders in a stern tone after I've let out all sorts of noise while he tongue-fucked me. It finally dawns on me that I'm being a desperate bitch I never wanted to be when I first accepted this job. What have I become? "Come for me, B." His finger is pressing me into following his order to which I reluctantly shake on his mouth. As quiet as it began, it ends in the same way as he helps me with my thong and pulls down my dress to its original state. Stepping in my view he smiles at me smugly, "See, being my wife isn't always so difficult."

I stood between both of them masking my son from his gorgeous daddy but my stubborn son cocked his head and gave his dad a very beautiful sunburnt smile. I couldn't help but chuckle my baby is too cute. "Mommy, is this Daddy?" Oh my God! I looked behind us at Jale who was only a few steps away from us. I bet he clearly heard what my son had just asked me. The was he was looking at me with curiousty, I knew he wanted an answer to that question too. Who am I even kidding from his viking gold hair, brown chocolate eyes, his fair skin, to proud attitude. Everything he was was the same thing my boy was. Chase was a true young version of his daddy but I would never let him know that. I crouched down in front of my angel and kissed his forehead before answering his question. My eyes shot up at Jale again who pretended like he was looking at something on his phone yet his phone's screen was blank then. After making sure he had his attention to us, I cupped my baby's cheeks and made him look into my eyes. "No honey, this man is not your daddy but uncle. He is uncle Jale." I could see Jale's face fall from the sides of my face. Suck a jerk! What did he expect that I was going to say Chase is his son. That is something I would never do in my life. I would never let Jale into my son's life. I will never let him know he is my baby's daddy because he doesn't deserve my little boy at all. He doesn't deserve us after all the horrible things he did to me five years ago.

My mother's honey shop served only women, and she sold only one type of honey. The honey was contained in small glass jars, and it had an eerie name—Heart-Eroding Honey. Whenever women came to buy honey, my mother would personally lead them through the shop and into the mysterious beehive room in the backyard. Shortly after the door was closed, there would always be faint, suppressed moans coming from inside. I never knew whether it was from pain or satisfaction. However, when the women reemerged, they would all have rosy faces and radiant smiles, as if they had been completely nourished.

Alpha Daddy: Take Mommy Home Five years ago, Lia vanished without a trace, leaving behind the man who shattered her heart — and the child he never knew existed. Far from the city’s power and politics, she raises her son in peace, determined to keep him safe from the world she once escaped. But fate plays a cruel trick. When her little boy’s photo goes viral, it catches the attention of Damien — the cold, ruthless alpha CEO who instantly notices one thing: The child looks exactly like him. Driven by shock, anger, and something far deeper, Damien tracks Lia down. He wants answers. He wants the truth. And most of all, he wants his son. Lia fights to protect the quiet life she built, terrified of the enemies who once pushed her away. But Damien is no longer the man she left. Discovering he’s a father awakens a side of him no one has ever seen fierce, protective, and determined to bring his family home. As hidden secrets surface and old wounds reopen, Lia must decide whether she can trust the man she once loved… or walk away again. He lost her once. This time, he’s not letting go.