Mom X Daughter Novels & Stories

"That she was given an aphrodisiac sir" "Listen to me I don't care how many red lights you pass, get to the mansion as fast as possible" "Yes sir" After ending the call father Mo called the family doctor "Doctor Han please come to get house right now it's an emergency" "Xing'er our daughter she is hurt I couldn't protect her enough" "Beiye please make sure my daughter is safe she is our only child please" mother Mo said while tearing up "Don't worry dear she will be safe and I will make the people responsible for this pay with their life that is a promise" Father Mo said with a cold face and anger burning in his eyes

Grace asked my daughter. “I wasn’t sure about him at first. It’s just that Mom has never dated before, and it’s always been just her and us. She’s never brought a man home before, much less wearing the same clothes she went out in. I worry about her getting taken advantage of. My mom has a huge heart, but she doesn't let too many people in," expressed Shiloh. “Knowing that Xavier was the biker who stopped to help us years ago was pretty cool. I’m glad he and my mom reconnected after all this time. I can tell he likes her, and Xavier is very handsome,” my daughter giggled.

Mom asked, taking a step towards Mother. " She is no daughter to us. She never was, and she will never be." Father replied to Mom, his eyes never wavering from her. Dad walked in that moment very cheerfully with a spring in his step. " Hello ladies and gentlemen! Anything going on?" He asked with a very broad smile on his face.

Sasha moaned and made fists in her mother's hair. Watching a mother eat her daughter's freshly fucked cunt, knowing it was the daughter I'd made with her, knowing it was my cum she was tasting inside her, my body just forgot the fact that I'd cum minutes before. My cock stood straight out, pointed at the display in front of me.

I've always had my mother; she was just in a different package than I had initially thought. Pushing apart from each other, Miss O'Neal wipes at her face, and gives me a stern look. "Now, go and get your daughter so that man of yours can spoil you. I'll see you tomorrow." Taking her hands in mine, I nod my head and turn back towards Max, who is wiping his face free of his own tears. "Come on babe, let's go get our little girl."

When Arielle's mother saw me drop to my knees, she planted one foot on my face and the other right on my member. It was the ultimate temptation—pure heaven on earth. "You little brat. You're getting lucky. Most people never get this kind of service. If you hadn't looked after my daughter, you'd never enjoy something like this." I was still lost in that pleasure when she mentioned her daughter. My heart skipped a beat. What if we got caught? There was no time to worry about that now, because Arielle's mother had already stripped off every stitch of my clothes.

Burning money, we didn't have. My mother began draping her hand over his wide-set shoulders, patting his back, trying to soothe down his temper. "Eaton, my dear. Rethink this, please? She is useful to us, she helps us with Evan." How, my own mother seemed so detached when speaking of her only daughter, did its best to sting. I was no more than a mistake now, in her eyes. Something that she did and unfortunately, now could never get rid of.

It was Xiomara and she’s being real with her feelings. “I don’t want to live with this fucker.” Xiomara gritted. The anger in her was very evident. “Xiomara, watch your mouth, woman.” Dad’s wife spoke hoping to tame her daughter but it did nothing but to raise the already existing tension in the room.

I replied and he gave me a soft kiss on my hand. "My mom was just as supportive and hardworking. She was working three jobs at a time after dad died and yet she still had time for us. It must've been the reason why she had a hard time battling cancer, she never had time to rest. I just wish I could've helped her more than I did." Alex said, whispering the last part as he gently traces the veins on my hand. "How about your mom? How come I never saw her yet?" He asked.

We were in Paris for the past two days. It was amazing, and the boys were having a lot of fun together. "Dad, why did you marry my mother?" Maddox mumbled, trying to reach for an ice-cream as we three sat on the table in a restaurant. "Your mother," Xavier whispered, bowing in Maddox’s ear, "completes me. She makes me laugh, forces me into doing the right thing, fights with me to do things her way, and you know what’s the best part? I actually listen to her. I end up doing whatever she says," Xavier’s eyes were at me, his beautiful hawk eyes digging holes in mine.