Novel & Cerita Nikmatnya Tubuh Mama

Jason dares to check Nancy's bleeding genitals and help her undergo a hot sit bath. “When our kids get older, I will be happy to see them being proud that their mother knows how to maintain her health and beauty for me, for our kids, and for others so that when we look at you, we can feel happy to see the beauties God created in you and we will glorify God, praising and thanking Him for the beauty of His creation in you. I like your body to return to its original figure. You are still very young to suffer from losing your youthful look. honey”

“I know I am a terrible daughter for sleeping in when my sole purpose to stay here was to look after you all. Where is Mia? She should have woken me up.” “Dear,” Mom began in a relaxed voice, taking the spoon back from me. “I am completely healthy now. My body was attacked by witchcraft, not an ailment. Witchcraft is a unique kind of wildfire. It spreads quickly and burns anything that comes in contact with it. However, once extinguished, its victims flourish again instantly. The damage is not permanent.” “Mom!” I complained. How could she take a near-death experience so lightly?

Mama nodded in affirmative. "Noooo Grandma, I like only golden morn." Mama’s nose twitched. "Golden morn, ke? Are you a tata? Cause only newly born babies eat golden morn." May laughed. Mama then raised her two hands like she was about to flap it like a chicken. "You need to swallow Eba. It makes you strong. That's what Grandma has been eating." Maryam laughed and Grandma laughed too. A figure entered the room, disrupting their giggles and Mama looked up at her son with disgust.

My father didn’t say a word, it was mom who took the initiative of speaking to Netania who smiled at her. “You look lovely, Myla. And if I am not mistaken, you have lost weight, your face and body seem to be a lot more prominent.” She said, and mom smiled, putting a hand on her stomach. She didn’t lose weight, but I knew that it was a compliment that she liked. It was often something that she tried to fight against, gaining any fat as to ensure that my father wouldn’t call over other women who he deemed more beautiful. An insecurity that he was sure to make her live with. A pain that I knew that I didn’t want my daughter to have to live through in the future and one that I hoped that I didn’

I called slowly, making her turn away from the window and look at me. "You know I'm your mother and I love you so much, right?" I asked. She gazed at me as if trying to decipher what I was going on about, then she nodded. "You know you mean the world to me and I will do absolutely anything for…" "Yeah, I know mum. You will do anything for me. You sound just like our teacher when she is trying to motivate us. But honestly mum, motivational speaking doesn't suit you," she said. I gasped and glowered at her.

She couldn’t figure out what her child meant. “The game is over now because you saved me and Daddy. You played an interactive video game called Gunmetal Mama.” Omar giggled. The little boy placed his hand against his mother’s face and he caressed his mom’s cheek while watching the smile fade away from her lips. When Omar caressed his mother’s face, that’s when his body disintegrated in her arms. “Baby!!” Amy screamed out to her son after his body crumbled in her arms. She choked on her breath.

But when the flavor filled my mouth, the urge to take more grew like an unquenchable thirst that demanded to be satisfied. “What did you eat?” Iamem asks, looking at me curiously. “Eros fed me with his blood.” I give a shy little smile, not quite used to these things, but I can admit I liked it. “That’s good. You’ll be strong again soon,” Shabat says cheerfully, placing the basket on the bedside table. She has such a kind smile, and I know she’s truly happy for me. “The father’s blood is powerful. It will help your child grow faster and stay protected in your womb.” She gently caresses my belly, and I feel a wave of energy rush through me, making me shiver.

There was definitely a need to know more about my parents, and about unleashing my true potential. “So what's in for you?” “What?” He asked, staring back at my face. “You seem overly excited about me healing. Why?” He laughed, and then rubbed my hair gently. “You are so funny, and it's making me feel like laughing. First of all, you're my mate. Second of all, the pain might stress you, which isn't good for your baby, and that's why you have to eat, okay?” He rubbed my hair gently, bringing the food closer.

“Gimme your tit. I want to know how sweet is my daughter.” Marika leaned over and fed her mother one of her ripe plump tits. “Chew it, Mumma Grace,” she gasped. “Oooo, chew it!” Marika fingered ravenously on her mother’s hot bubbling pussy while her tits get sucked. She came back down again. She can't get enough of it. The taste was exquisite, the scent of cunt heavenly.

"Won't you see her then? So don't be sad, and you can always communicate with her through mind-linking if you miss her. "Oh yes, that's true. I can always talk to my sister through the mind linked", I said. I almost forgot about it. Mother keeps bringing me different kinds of healthy tonics. "Drink this, darling. "It's good for you and the baby", she said. I never refused anything she gave me. She pampered me all day. "Good, I can't wait to see my grandchildren," she said. Have a good rest, my darling. Your body needs it.