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he asked. She had never experienced that before and she wanted to experience it. Quickly, she nodded. "It's my first time," she uttered. "Then, I'm the first one who can get your ass, Mommy." A wide grin appeared on Vincent's lips. She bent slightly to give the man access. She was shaking when he separated both cheeks of her seat. "Your butthole is also pink, Mommy!" "O-Ouch!" she moaned as she felt Vincent's long property enter her seat hole.

she said, smacking her tiny hand over her face as I laughed. It was peaceful here. I could not imagine why Travis would want to come in and destroy what we had. I had to find a way to stop him. “Mummy, my butt itches,” Landon said. I laughed, ushering them to go in and have their bath. When they were gone I turned to him as he had an excited look on his face. “They called me daddy. Did you hear that?” “Yes I did. Wait, is this the first time they called you daddy?”

Tyler and Sarah look at the large man with me and hide behind my legs. "Mommy, who is that?" Tyler asks softly. Bobby doesn't seem mean or intimidating, but he's a giant compared to my two little ones. Before I can reply, the man himself squats down next to us. He's definitely ex-military with his super short brown hair and muscular physique. I'll admit I feel a lot safer with him around.

Luke's mother said and looking at her, Bella knew she was being honest. "I... I don't ...." Bella stammered. She couldn't find the perfect reply. When she saw Luke's mother, she had thought she was not going to be liked. No parent will like someone who is with their son just to use him to get revenge but, the woman before her was even urging her to use her son as much as she could.

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."

Even though my aunt seemed like a bully sometimes, she was still so kind and loving. "Ouch, ouch, it really hurts," my uncle whimpered as my aunt blew on his toes. "I’d leave you to your devices, but I have a serious matter to discuss, Aunt Hannah," I said, and she immediately turned to me, dropping Uncle Victor’s leg off her thigh. "Ouch!" he cried, but she ignored him and focused on me. "Stop whining, Victor!" she snapped, and he immediately shut up. "So what's the issue, Jenna? Is it related to why you disappeared for two nights, only to come back dressed like you’re about to walk the runway?" she asked.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

I answered before Sebastian could. He nodded at me and set Sevi down in the bathroom. I told him to grab pajamas from the closet. “She was going to fight you, Mommy. Were Grandma and Grandpa defending you? And Daddy too? "You shouldn't have heard any of that, sweetheart." “I don't like that woman, Mommy. She wants to steal Daddy from you." "Don't think about it, okay? You’re still my baby, so you don’t need to worry about those things. Mommy can handle herself.”

"He is the owner of the fashion company Mommy is going to start working for. Which means..." "On Monday, DADDY AND MOMMY'S LOVE STORY WILL BEGIN... YAY..."

" Royalty, ahhh! Don't touch my breasts. You are cheating. I said no touching my breasts. " " Oh! " Royalty mouthed, taking off his hands from her plumpy breasts. He was not quite pleased. He had been enjoying squeezing those peaches so tightly, he didn't want to take his hands off. But he did. He moved his hands, settling it on her butt Instead. " Momma, If I can't squeeze breasts, can I touch bumbum? " " No, take your hands off. " " No, I won't. It's mine. "