Mom Spanks Daughter Novels & Stories

“Jeremy, who’s the one making a scene here? While I was away on business, you brought your little fling into our home and had our son call her ‘Mom’! And now you want me to just let it slide? Dream on!” Taking a deep breath, I tried to keep my emotions in check before delivering the final blow. “Jeremy, we’re done. Let’s get divorced.” Dan immediately started sobbing. “Mom! Mom! You can’t leave me and Dad!” He wailed, “Auntie Shannon said if I called her ‘Mom’ when she picked me up from school, she’d buy me my favorite toys! Wahhh!” Shannon looked pitifully at Jeremy. “Jeremy, it’s not what you think… I just wanted Dan to feel like he had a mother since he’s been missing his real one for so

I tightened my hold on my trembling daughter, my voice ringing with fury. "Becca, how could you twist the truth in front of all these guests? Aren't you afraid of retribution?" She turned pleading eyes toward Robert. "Robert, Audrey still can't accept me. Maybe I should just take the children and leave the Langer family…" His face darkened, disappointment flickering in his gaze as he looked at me. "Audrey, I've spoiled you and Lucy for too long. If you can't discipline her as a mother, then I'll do it as her father."

She pumped those two fingers in and out of my ass while I moaned and panted like a slut. The sex with my wife was amazing, but this was somehow even better! Before long, my daughter had three fingers fucking my asshole while she spanked me. "That's it, Daddy bitch! Moan for your Mistress daughter!" Olivia moaned with pure joy in her voice. "Yes Mistress!!" I moaned back. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Does Daddy bitch want his daughter to fuck him?" She asked me while shoving her three fingers deep into my ass. "Yes!" I moaned to her.

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

"It's no wonder your mother looks like she's seen a ghost every time she looks at you. You little beast! Not only does your own mother hate you, but your father despises you too! "Did you really delude yourself into thinking that he loves you? I'll have you know that I'm pregnant with his child. When my baby is born, you'll be sent away to the sticks!" Jillian let out an ear-piercing shriek. "You're lying! How dare you frame Daddy? I'm Daddy's only daughter. He would never leave me!" At the end of the video, Kelvin snubbed out his cigarette with his shoe before he entered the house, slamming the door behind him.

Under the photo was a voice message. "Kyla, look at this!" Mom's voice exploded through the quiet room. "Is Bruce cheating on you? Don't be stupid!" Then she forwarded an article. [Don't Forgive a Cheater During Postpartum Recovery: Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.] Every word screamed divorce. I tightened my grip on my phone as cold spread through my body. *** Ever since I was a kid, Mom kept saying we were broke. As the older sister, I had to sacrifice more.

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

"Mom, come to your senses! Is what Hope said true? Deny it, please!" But before she could say anything else, Mom swung her hand and slapped Grace across the face, screaming, "Get away from me! My daughters were already sold! You're not my daughter. You're a liar! Where's my precious son? Did you steal him? Give him back to me!" Stunned by the slap, Grace clutched her face and sat on the bed, her gaze hollow. The mention of a son sent Mom spiraling further. She grabbed Grace's dress, and when Grace didn't respond, she lunged and tried to bite her.

Mom replies with every intention of making dad angry. "Ekatherina!" "You know I'm joking, but even so, you're dangerous; don't forget that." "We're back." I inform them, clearing my throat when I see dad seems about to devour mom on the couch. They both jump and, when they realize I'm here with my bonbon, mom blushes a little. "I thought you'd arrive a little later, my love." Mom says, standing up with dad's help. "Yelizaveta Belucci! What is the meaning of this?" Dad roars, his face turning a nice shade of maroon.

“Say something, all I do is be a caring mom, is it so wrong to care about one’s son?” She asked. “I didn’t know you care about me that much mom,” Liam said in a sarcastic voice that earned him a head slap. “Mom!” He yelled and dropped his spoon, glaring at his mom who glared right back at him. “What? Why will you think I don’t care about you, crazy boy, I so much want to spank you right now,” She said, aiming for another slap. “You just did mom, I am a full-grown man, you can’t be beating me up, I am a father too, and not your baby,”