Mamás Cogiendo A Sus Hijos Novels & Stories

But it's more intense. "The mothers are the ones carrying the child" the woman continues. "But sometimes it is good to have their fathers close by too. So this posture helps makes the child feel the father's presence." I hear other couple say about their baby kicking. Maria isn't saying anything but am sure ours kicked too cause the sound am hearing can't be mere sounds. Did you just say ours Edwin? Oh geez.

There was nothing but love for them as I gaped at their faces on the nurses arm. Their eyes were closed but I could swear that they looked so much like their mother. Maya asked for her child, which they quickly handed her. She hummed a little tune or maybe it was a fast song, all I knew was that she sang for them. The satisfied smile on her lips widened as she held our babies shakily. She had no energy left to keep breathing but she pushed herself past her limits just to spend a little time with the pups. I loved seeing her strong and the kids on her arms made her much better.

HUDSON’S POV “Mommy!!” they jumped on her all at once, her smiling face capturing my entire attention as I watched her leaned down to their level. Taking each kid in her arms and hugging tight as I they each threw themselves on her. “Mommy, you’re home!” “Mommy is home…” Miley cried shamelessly; her lips pushed to a big pout as she held on tightly to Val’s neck. “My mommy…”

His cock jumped inside her as he stared at the camera and made a show of circling her nipple with his tongue. "I'll cover the top part of your face and post this." Mom moaned when he sucked her nipple between his lips, still staring at her. "That one too." She took a picture, then put the camera down next to her. "That's it baby, suck mommy's tits. Show me how bad you want them." Craig opened wide, sucking only just her nipple but as much of her soft firm flesh as he could. Mom put her hand in his hair while lifting her other breast and lowering her head. His eyes widened when mom licked her own nipple and smiled. "Want to share?"

I looked up and saw Lily running toward us, and she was carrying Rose in one arm and Violet in the other. My babies. "Oh my God," I said and started crying harder. Lily reached us and I took Rose from her arms while Adrian took Violet, and both babies immediately started reaching for us. Rose grabbed my hair and Violet put her tiny hand on Adrian's face, and they were both making those little sounds babies make when they recognize their parents. "Mama," I whispered to Rose even though she was too young to understand. "Mama's here." "Are you okay?" Lily asked and she was crying too. "Are you hurt?"

It was picture of a newborn baby. I brushed my finger gently over it. It was Mama. A tear dropped down onto the plastic cover of the picture and I wiped it away. Next was the picture of Grandma holding Mama with a wide smile on her face. Mama looked to be about half a year old in the next one. She was already sitting upright, holding on to a little, stuffed wolf toy.

Serena and Collin here, with me, safe, happy… it’s everything. Collin crawls over to her, his little legs pumping as fast as they can go, and he stretches up, reaching for her. Serena lifts him into her lap, kissing his cheek as he babbles something that sounds suspiciously like “mama.” She beams, and my heart swells at the sight. This is our family, and it’s perfect.

My mother just waved a dismissive hand at me. All three girls furrowed their brows before gasping, their eyes widening. Melite reached to cover her abdomen with a soft smile. Europa gulped but looked happy while Eurymedusa looked scared. “What’s going on?” I asked. “These three young ladies are carrying my grandchildren.” mother smiled. I blinked. Carrying her grandchildren? Then that means. I reached for the wall to steady me. All three of them were pregnant.

It When we finally arrived back at Ella's house, I was greeted by the heartwarming sight of her breastfeeding her newborn baby. The tenderness and intimacy of the moment were palpable, and I felt a wave of emotion wash over me. Ella looked at peace as she cradled her child, and it was a testament to the beauty of motherhood. "Ella," I whispered, my voice filled with awe and emotion. Ella looked up at me with a smile, her eyes reflecting a mixture of joy and exhaustion. It was clear that being a mother was a role she embraced wholeheartedly.

“What’s wrong?” “Nothing,” the old witch insists. “Just do as I say.” Taking off my clothes, I scoot into the bed with my mate, adjusting us both until her back is resting against my chest. A few moments later, she is holding both babies to her breasts as Hazel and Araminta help her nurse them both together. Soon both babies are suckling thirstily and through my connection to my mate, I feel another strong connection form between all four of us. We are linked.