Catfeine Poppy Playtime Novels & Stories

“Alright, Mommyla. Thanks.” -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Poppy woke up around six-thirty in the morning. Her eyes were only half-open, clearly still drowsy, but she turned to look at me right away. “Faith?” Her voice was still hoarse, and it was kind of adorable. “What time is it?” “It’s time to eat, Poppy.” I smiled at her. “Get up. I had food delivered for us.” I pointed to the two large paper bags on the side table. When she saw them, a smile spread across her face.

One of the pieces of advice Poppy gave me was to play some music or a podcast through your headphones while feeding, because it can be a long and boring process. But as of now I can't imagine ever feeling bored when she's in my arms. I get to stare at her for so long, notice tiny details about her, fantasize about her life and personality, and that's more interesting for me than any podcast around.

“He’s very handsome. He bought me gelato. Pistachio and chocolate. Two scoops. He said my ponytail is crooked but I’m still a winner.” I feel my heart slam against my ribcage, once, hard. Adrian blinks slowly, like he’s processing, then that small smile returns. “Sounds like you had a fun day.” “Very fun,” Poppy says, then suddenly yawns so big all her energy seems to leave with it. Her eyelids droop halfway. “Daddy, I’m sleepy.” “Sleepy girl,” Adrian says gently. “Go get some good rest, okay?” Poppy nods, still trying to look tough, then her body just slumps sideways on the sofa. The navy ribbon stays perfectly in place. This child can fall like a sack of potatoes and somehow still look cut

"Dig in!" Felix, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes, mumbled a sleepy "Morning, Mom," as he reached for the maple syrup. Luna, always the early riser, greeted me with a bright "Good morning, Mama!" and dug into her cereal. Gina, being only four years old, remained quiet but couldn't help but giggle at the sound of her siblings chatting away.

She handed the pass to me. I thanked her and checked to see i was the 26th contestant on stand. "Wow. I think we are going to be waiting here for sometime." Mom said and I nodded. "These shoe are killing me already." I said trying to get rid of it. "I will get your slippers. You can wear that for now and when you go in, you put on the heels." Mom said and I nodded. "Thanks Mom." I said and she walked away while Alec was still busy on his video games.

November let her go roughly and she staggered on Bora, then she got her earpiece. "Go play with toys, I'm not your mate" she said and used the earpiece wire on both of them. "My arm!!" Bora screamed, rubbing it as she shifted back from her. The wire got Poppy's tummy since she's wearing a crop top which has her tummy exposed. "My handbook costs 150 dollars" she said, spreading her palm. "150 dollars!" She yelled and someone else placed the money on her palm. She looked at the guy and her expression changed.

“Don’t be so sensitive. I’m just teasing you. Of course, I want to hear it. Unless you’re going to tell me that Kayla was promoted, or worse, got herself a billionaire or something.” “Ew, no!” Poppy replied. “She can kiss my ass. I couldn’t care less. Anyway…so, do you remember that pop rock band we watched at Coachella a couple of years ago with the cute bass player and the hot singer?” she asks, her voice way too excited for me to keep up.

"How could this happen? What about Claire? Does she have milk?" This question made Neil hesitate. "I think... Maybe? I didn't pay attention!" "Don't panic. Maybe I didn't make enough of the soup today. I'll make her drink more tomorrow. I refuse to believe it won't work." Watching the two people and one cat in the surveillance feed made me feel sick to my stomach. Without thinking, I opened my live stream and was shocked to find it was packed with viewers. Neil would probably never imagine that the scene of Poppy trying to nurse had just been broadcast live. Many people were asking if I would sell Poppy, and several sent private messages offering high prices for her.

I asked. It was never my intention to begin all of this... I just needed her to calm down. She blinked her eyes. "Yeah, I do." She took my finger and rubbed it on the tip of her pussycat, causing her to squirm. She grazed her nails on my chest and pulled me closer to her, allowing our scorching bodies to join together. "I belong to you and no one else," she whispered as she reached out for my other hand and placed it on her breast.

I got down lower, and my tongue found her pussy, and it tasted just as delicious as it always did. “Oooo yeah, just like that, Daddy,” Zoe moaned as she started to back it up on my face. I lifted one of her legs so that I could get a better angle and devoted the next couple of minutes to teasing her clit with my warm tongue. By the time I pulled away, Zoe was panting and shivering on the precipice of her release.