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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

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.

“That’s right, Carys. I didn’t tell you before to give you a surprise.” His response left me scratching my head. Was I wrong about Bryan again? Did he really love Mom? As I debated in my head, Mom grabbed my hand, her eyes pleading. “We should just be a family, Carys. I know you can’t accept him right now, but I’m carrying his baby.” As much as the situation was upsetting, Mom was pregnant. I would always be sympathetic to Mom. So, I nodded at her. Overjoyed, Mom threw herself into Bryan’s arms.

She cradles our daughter close, helping the hungry little pup latch on as she begins to breastfeed. Watching her feed our baby fills my chest with a wave of emotion so violent it leaves me breathless. I adjust the blanket over them, my large hand lingering on Celine's waist, rubbing slow, comforting circles. We hold each other through the long, quiet hours of the night, trapped in our own perfect bubble of new parenthood.

"If you follow us, you will find the way. Come with us, come with us, come out and play." It is hard to slip out of Mama's arms. She is holding me so tightly. I squiggle and she rolls over and tries to take me with her, but I don't let her. I lie down flat. When she stops moving I roll off her other arm, making sure not to move her covers.

She had not gotten a very good job that would take care of them to her own taste. Beauty was the last person to rush to her because she had been looking for what only she knew about. Immediately, she ran ahead to her mother and held her legs. " Watch out!" She screamed in fear and lost her balance. " Mommy, sorry!" They rushed after her again immediately she stood up. " It's fine. I almost fell down and you still want to rush after me?" She asked them and smiled. Her three children were one funny children. . " Mommy, where have you been?" Kia asked her with her pouting eyes and frowned.

I laugh and lean over to slap his arm. I push around him and sidle up to mum, clinging to her. "My babies," she hiccups, looking between Finn and I. "You're all grown up!" "Yeah, feel old now?" Finn asks her and I push his shoulder. "Ignore him. He's still a child." Mum really loses it then. She shields her face, hiding behind her curls and her hands. Finn and I wrap our arms around her. "Group hug!" Jai calls out and all of a sudden, everyone is swarming us.

Although I want nothing more than to scream at him for keeping my babies away from for what felt like forever, I keep the obvious rage inside me so I can relish this sacred moment with my children, knowing well that if I do anything wrong at all that they can could be snatched away from me at the snap of his fingers. So what do I do? I just direct my gaze back to my babies, holding them close as they snuggle their- now that I can see it- their growing bodies?! I hold the two out in front of me and they giggle at my now surprised smile. “What Mama?” Flynn groans, waving his arms so he can hug me again. I shake my head, having to push tears back yet again at the sight of them. “Have you two gr

@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Effa's laughter filled the air, a symphony of joy echoing across the sun-drenched meadow as she playfully chased her mother through the vibrant wildflowers that swayed gently in the warm breeze. "Mom, you can't catch me!" Effa's voice rang out, her eyes dancing with mischievous delight as she maintained a playful lead. Her mother, the picture of maternal happiness, feigned exhaustion with an exaggerated sigh, her fingers reaching out in an attempt to capture her elusive daughter. "Oh, you're far too quick for me, my darling," she playfully protested.

Carla, with an air of tranquility and warmth, settled into a nearby chair, positioning herself close to offer any assistance I might require. Her presence served as a calming anchor, providing reassurance and support during this new chapter of motherhood. Gently cradling my son against my chest, I marveled at the delicate innocence captured within his cherubic face. His tiny fingers curled instinctively, seeking comfort and nourishment. As I adjusted my posture to ensure a proper latch, a wave of maternal instinct surged within me, replacing any lingering doubt or unease with a profound sense of purpose and determination. With bated breath, I guided him toward my awaiting breast, a surge of