Romans & histoires Mamás Cogiendo A Sus Hijos

The moment Hardin and Tessa saw her, their little hearts seemed to burst with joy. “Mommy!” they screamed in perfect unison, their voices echoing through the house. As they leapt from their chairs and sprinted toward their mother, their teacups clattered against the table. Instantly, Adriana instinctively dropped to her knees just in time to catch their tiny bodies in her arms. The force of their hug nearly knocked her backward, but she let out a soft, breathless laugh as she enveloped them and pressed her face into the crooks of their necks.

Instead she let me take my time getting out of the car with both of them in my arms. "Thanks," I muttered. We walked up the front steps, Lauren opened the front door, and we were instantly bombarded by the grandmothers. I was impressed that they had been here together alone and managed to get along. "Oh, honey! You’re here and the children!" my mom cried out as she wrapped us up in her arms. I held onto her tightly. She seemed to be holding me the same way I was holding the children: as if she never wanted to let go.

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?"

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.

I helped her let the babies down from the car, and then I took her bag, while she pushed the two baby carriers up the staircase, towards my room. Immediately we got to my room, mom fetched the babies out of the carrier and into their cots. One of them was asleep. The other was crying. Mom sat on my bed, flung her shoes away tiredly and then started to breastfeed the crying baby. While she did that, she asked me to get her some water, claiming she hadn't had any all day. I went to the kitchen straight to bring a jug of water and a empty mug. But when I returned to my room, mom was already dozing. Her baby's lips still hung onto her nipple as she suckled but mom was already groggy. I didn't kn