Mama Mo Blue Novels & Stories

Angela looked at her mother's face and noticed a blue mark beneath her eye, "he hit you again didn't he" Her mother is beautiful in all aspects. Her smile shines like the sun at sunrise; she has black hair with shimmering sprays of white, long, and smooth curls like noodle spaghetti. Her eyes are black and round, filled with love even though one eye is blue; when she laughs, you can see a beautiful love on the side of her cheek.

I don't know how life would be without these fools. "Quick question honey but did you use protection." Lena asked. She is the mama bear of the squad. "Yes, mama. We used protection." "That's great I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to become an aunt any time soon." "What you hate kids?" Chelsea asked playfully shoving her. Lena slapped her hand off her shoulders and looked back at me giving me that serious scary mama look the one that my mama even never gave me. "Don't get me wrong barbie doll. I love kids and all kids love me.

She's dejected, Lucrecia changes the bathrobe into a casual clothes in the form of a white t-shirt and shorts covered her thighs. Then she goes out of home right away which before that she grabbed a whistle to summon Boob and Moob. When she's outside the Villa, Lucrecia blows the whistle in her hand while stepping carefully, she's afraid the downhill road is slippery.

Alex asked being confused. "Come on you should know it already. She was born in a Blue Moon. The purest blood runs in her veins. And there are very few pure blood people left. So when one can actually claim her in Blue Moon to mark her as his. But as she is already marked by another strong wolf who has the dark blood it would be easier for him to claim her and he doesn't need to do it in Blue Moon." Leonard's nose scrunched when those words got registered in his brain. But now that she already has a mark Lycan needs to wait for Blue Moon.

Her mother ordered her. “Mum! I'm not even the one at fault here, it's Beck. He is the one sulking because that useless trouble-magnet he called his mate has been banished!” Blue protested, screaming, before angrily walking out of Beck's room. “What????” Their mother yelled in surprise.

And then one finger slips into my asshole. “Oh! Oh Goddess, that feels good,” I moan. Through the mindlink, I hear her say Ride my mouth, Mommy. I want to be dripping with your cum. “Amelia! Fuck! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop!” I moan, my hips starting to move on my mate. And then she lets loose. It’s like she’s eating her favorite meal and she can’t get enough of it. Her tongue and mouth and teeth are everywhere. On my clit. On my pussy lips. Around and in my hole. And at my asshole.

“Aya, you heard Ariana. They’ll shop for the kids -” “No need, Red,” Mae smiled gently, extending her hand to Blue. “Come with Aunt Mae. Do you like to borrow mommy’s shirt while we put that in the washing machine?” Blue nodded excitedly, grabbing Mae’s hand and following her. “Can I borrow mommy’s shirt, too?” Violet asked. “Of course,” Mae extended her other hand for her. “Aya, you didn’t tell me I have many lovely grandchildren,” she chuckled excitedly. “Excuse us.”

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

Mom said, "And I'm telling you with your dads blond hair and blue eyes and that smile, there's not a girl out there that could hold out for long." I felt myself blush again, then gasped when Mom raised her legs and placing both of her bare feet on my thighs, leaned forward, again giving me a full view or her large round tits. "Tell you what," she said softly, I know I wouldn't be able to resist you."

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”