Cartoon Moms Novels & Stories

Carrie begins moaning immediately. I watch for a bit, then seeing Mom's tight pussy winking at me, I slide up behind her and ask, "Have you been creampied already tonight, Mom?" Without taking her mouth from her sister's used cunt she nods, then pulls off saying, "They were all small ones from old men. Honey, fill Mommy up with a real one, Pleeeaasssee?" I chuckle, letting my love for her show and slip into Mom's pussy. Aunt Carrie sees me begin to fuck Mom and gasps but soon realizes I'm not exactly 'Fucking' Mom. I'm making love to her with passion. Her gaze becomes a little wanting.

“Not even when she tells you to do things? Doesn’t it feel strange that someone who isn’t your real mother acts like one?” Carter’s small shoulders squared. “She doesn’t try to be Mommy. She just… helps. She takes care of us.” His eyes flicked to Richard, then Monet. “She loves us.” Gasps rippled through the gallery. Juliet’s lips pressed into a bloodless line. --- Carter Under Pressure The lawyer tried again. “But she isn’t your mother, is she?” Carter shifted in the chair, uncomfortable, but his voice didn’t waver. “She’s my stepmom. But she’s… still a mom.”

What if this is the reason why they're arguing? Mom came a few hours later, she asked me to pick up my bags that we will be leaving home.. I asked her why but she asked me not to and just listen to her .. I had to obey her, Lolita joined us and as we approached the front door, dad comes down running.. "Hey! Where do you think you're going to?". He grabbed mom by the hand and pushed her away from the door . Mom still mad at him, retaliates and gives dad a slap on the cheeks..

Boraxip gaped at her. "Excuse me?" Boraxip said, looking at her. "You're excused," Mom said with a finality. "How are you going to disrespect me like that?" I watched her closely, more like observing. "I am still your Collins." "And I am your queen," Mom fired back. I found myself smiling and soon cringed when they gave each other that puppy dog love look – more so Boraxip than my mom. "Mans just fell in love all over again," Marct spoke up, making everyone laugh. Mom looked away, blushing.

Mom: "Well, dear diary, that's about it for today. As you can see, one of Jimmy's father's crazy ideas DID work, though not in the way he predicted. We DID get a fortune out of it, but he didn't bargain on his having to move into Jimmy's old room, or of his son moving into bed with me. He also didn't plan on being a full-time Mr.Mom, tending the endless flow of babies, the product of his wife and her son's passionate relationship. I have to admit, the sight of crib after crib, bunk bed next to bunk bed, in room after room, is a bit daunting. You can't be in the house for long without hearing the 'wah wah' of babies crying until their slave--Jim's father—gives them their formulae. With fourte

I didn't catch Karen's muffled reply, but Mom smiled, "Oh, you know what I need honey, will you give it to me?" Karen sat up and leaning over reached into the drawer in Mom's night stand. As she did, Mom turned so that she was lying sideways on the bed again and spread her legs wide. Sensing movement, I looked back at Karen and my mouth fell open. She was fastening a belt around her waist and attached to that belt was a large rubber cock. Holy shit, she was going to fuck Mom! The thought had no sooner passed through my mind, when Karen, crawled between Mom's legs. Mom lifted her long legs, and placed her feet on Karen's shoulders. I could feel my cock pulsing against my palm as I watched Kar

She touched his arm lightly. Daggy moved to check on Britty, who had fallen into a deeper sleep, her small chest rising and falling in the peaceful rhythm of childhood. She looked so much like Dynan it was almost painful, from the shape of her nose to the way her hair curled at the edges. "Daggy?" Lincoln's voice pulled her back to the present. "Mom called though, she told me about the shop incident. Are you okay? "I'm fine," she said quietly, smoothing down Britty's hair. "Those men at the shop really shook me up."

I replied. "Is it really that good?" Laura asked skeptically. "Of course! Mom had it custom-made at a high price," I said. Her eyes darted around slyly. "Say, how about you give me a couple? I feel like I haven't been sleeping well these past few days either. But don't tell Mrs. Cox. She's a bit stingy and won't let me touch the things in your room." It sounded like a question, but she had already taken two new bottles out of the cabinet.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

I got worried. “Are you not too small for comedy?” “I am, but cartoons are boring, don't tell mommy,” he said. “I won't, but you should stop because you're still young, okay?” Little Chris was mature for his age the same way Kiara was. “Okay, Aunty.”