Xxx Mama Dormida Novels & Stories

Nós não temos o dia todo para ficarmos sonhando na cama como se fossemos a Vossa Majestade! … Melissa ainda sabia muito bem quem ela era, mas as vozes e barulhos a sua volta lhe faziam duvidar sobre onde ela estava. O teto baixo, as paredes de pedra, a cama de feno… nada disso era similar ao acampamento que ela se encontrava na noite anterior.

Agatha said, making Camila chuckle, then stand up. “I see what Aunty Maria saw that made her refuse to accept her. I’m sleepy. I’ll be going to bed. Don’t forget to tell her HUSBAND to meet her upstairs,” Camila said, chuckling. Meanwhile, at Damien’s beach mansion… Aurora had already fallen asleep. Damien sat in the living room on a video call with Mason while working on his laptop. “Mmmm… she’s asleep,” Damien responded to Mason’s question. “What happened, man? You can’t just stop her from—”

Unlike the bitter wind and cold rain in the city, the free port thousands of miles away was enjoying a warm spring. In a private estate hidden in the mountains, a heart monitor beeped rhythmically. Gianna had a very long dream. The dream was an endless night. Bulldozers roared toward her, barbed whips fell again and again on her back, and there was Matteo's tenderness as he bent down to fasten a necklace around a dog's neck. "Don't tear down Grandma's house... it hurts..."

He bit back back a growl as he got up and walked to the bars of the cage that adjoined his present cage to his mother's cage. "Mama!!" Tears burned the back of his eyes when he called her name. "My son...." Selena opened her eyes and stirred. Damon can see that she wasn't sleeping. She was just forcing herself. At age seven, Damon had developed a severe case of insomnia and sexmonia. Just like every other slaves. Only that his condition was too extreme. "My Son...." Selena growled softly, crawling closer. Damon placed his hands into the outstretched hands of his mother.

The sun filtered through the dorm blinds, slicing across the room in golden streaks. It should’ve been peaceful a slow Sunday morning after a long night of moaning, teasing, and skin on skin. But peace didn’t last long in Dorm 309. I stretched lazily, tangled between Ryan and Liv, Jace’s arm slung possessively over my waist. Our legs overlapped, sheets kicked to the floor, skin still warm from the hours we spent forgetting Sierra ever existed. “Mmm,” Liv purred, pressing a sleepy kiss to my bare shoulder. “Best sleepover ever.”

"Mommy, I want some candy, please," Xavier pleaded, shaking his mom to wake her up. Silvia hissed before opening her eyes, her body feeling six times heavier than during the first trimester. "Xavier, what is it? Why aren't you sleeping, hun?" she asked, still sleepy. "Mommy, I want to eat candy, please!" Xavier said over and over with a hopeful voice.

It didn’t take long before Xaviera was moaning very loudly and before I knew it she screamed loudly and had a massive orgasm and her love juice spurt out of her pussy covering my balls and the bed in cum. Once she calmed down she slid off my cock and quickly put it back in her pussy and sank down until it all disappeared. Her mother was sitting at the bottom of the bed with her legs wide open and Xaviera pulled her close and immediately started to suck on her mother’s pussy. At the same time Chantelle moved to the head of the bed, placed her legs either side of my head and offered her young juicy pussy to my mouth.

Damian's POV The estate settled into an uneasy hush as the moon climbed higher, its silver glow filtering through the nursery's arched windows like a watchful eye. Alexander stirred in his bassinet, his tiny chest rising and falling in rhythmic peace, oblivious to the tempests swirling around him. Ava had finally drifted off beside me on the bed, her head nestled against my shoulder, her breathing deep and even after Elara's potions had eased the post-birth aches. I watched her, tracing the curve of her cheek with my gaze, marveling at her resilience. She'd birthed our heir amid chaos, faced down traitors with a fire poker, and still found the strength to hold our family together. My mate—fi