Mamás Cogiendo A Sus Hijos Novels & Stories

Mother had three children. And one was still sleeping.

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

Rayna begged. Mrs. Wolfe was staring in fascination. They set there for a few minutes. Both babies were staring at the picture and touching it. "Try again." Mrs. Wolfe urged. "Show mommy where Aunty Maddi is. She needs our help. Can you help mommy find her?" Rayna asked again. The babies looked at the picture again. They each have a hand on the picture. Then Anja puts her other hand on Rayna's cheek. Then Max puts his hand on her other cheek.

When their eyes turn back to normal our dragons go back into our minds as we look at each other. My son whines reminding me that he hasn’t been fed yet and I head to the kitchen. I grab his bottle happy to see that the temperature is right and give it to him immediately as I take a seat on the couch. Magma sits down next to me as she brings our daughter to her breast. A purr leaves my chest at the sight and Caldera flickers her eyes at me.

Maybe due to the wine they had been sharing all night, or maybe it was simply because finally after so long they are eagerly exploring their hearts deepest cravings. Finally, their lips part, but not their bodies. Amanda pulls her son deep into the comforting embrace of her pure mother-ness. Jimmy finds his face being gently guided towards the tremendous paired peaks of his mommy's mighty breasts. "Mom no--" He was going to tell her it was not really necessary to do that, but she shushes him up with a finger to his mouth.

I don’t even remember most of the morning. “Paisley!” I exclaim, rushing to join the pile. I drop to my knees in front of them, untangling Paisley from her siblings and dragging her into my arms, before welcoming the others to join us. “Mommy!” The sweet pup cries, wrapping her plump arms around my neck. I rock back and forth, weeping into her neck and kissing every inch of skin I can reach. Only once she’s been thoroughly smothered, do I offer my other babies the same affection, squeezing them all so tightly they begin to complain. “You scared me half to death!” I tell Paisley, ignoring Parker and Riley’s attempts to wriggle free from our hug ball.

She laughs. Mom returns to licking Mary's breasts, finally sucking one nipple into her mouth, while she lightly runs her fingers up and down Mary's inner thighs. Mary has her legs spread and her thick pussy lips are glistening with moisture. "God, you are sooo good at this!" Mary moans, as she pushes her ass off the lounge chair, trying to make contact with mom's hand. Mom teasingly, keeps avoiding contact with Mary's pussy, while she nibbles on her tits. Bringing her hands back to Mary's tits, mom squishes them together and sucks both of her nipples into her mouth at the same time.

"Mom is back!" Smiles said over her voice, arms wide open inviting her babies for a hug. Nate and Kate were on the sofa playing, and as soon as they heard their mom's voice, they hurriedly ran to her. As promised, Nate allows Kate to take the lead and embrace their mom first before him. The feeling of having her babies in her arms warms her heart. Smiles kiss their forehead, cupping her face. "How are my sweets doing?" She asked, with a big smile plastered on her face.

my voice catches in my throat as I try to wiggle myself up in bed so I can see her better. Tears fall freely from my eyes as she walks over to me and gives me a kiss on the forehead and looks down at the babies in my arms. “Oh, Ella,” she says in her loving way. “They are absolutely beautiful.” She wraps her arms around me for the first time in what feels like forever, and I melt into the comfort that only a mother can give. As she holds me in her arms we both cry silently, trying not to wake the babies that are sandwiched between us.