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My hair bounced as Massimo fucked me from behing. The grip he has on my shoulder is for sure going to leave a bruise. "Cum for me, little one." Fisting the sheets, I came all over him. "Always so good at coloring my dick with your cum." Massimo hovered over me, kissing my back, then to my neck. His hand gripped my chin, turning my head to him, "I love you. How about we continue and do round seven?" Oh god now. It's four in the morning, and we're supposed to be in less than an hour for a meeting. Massimo has been in six different positions, for six hours. I'm out of energy here.
After having this type of sex with him with so many years, I'm still going to be dead beat. Massimo knows what he's doing. "Mom, dad!" I quickly pushed Massimo off me, we fixed ourselves up as fast we could. The sheets, we fixed them the best we could. Since our door was unlocked, our son has welcomed himself in. "Malsańdez what are you doing up?" Today the Carringtons, and Bernardies are celebrating my twenty-fifth birthday. After our schedule is all cleared.
Remembering the memories when I turned sixteen. Now I'm going to be twenty fucking five. Malsańdez has grown so big, the little guy is four. He takes after his father, which I do not like. All the trouble he will be getting. Yeah, I'm certainly not ready. Even now, he has such an attitude with men who get around me. "Mom, I just wanted to be with dad." I nervously laughed. Had me thinking I was a little too loud even though our bedroom is soundproof.
Zephyr is the way Malsańdez tries to be when he only wants to be with his dad.
Indésirable with the love of my life. "Well, it's good to know who side you will be on." I put my hair up in a ponytail, "mom I love you. I'll always love you, maybe just a tiny bit more than dad." He comes up to me and hugs me. "I know, my bebitó I was only kidding, I just wanted to see what you say." I kissed the side of his head.
Loving every moment we get as a family is everything. Sańdez understands how we can't always be there. As he gets older, he wants more of our attention. Lately I have been home, for him. "Dad, don't get mad at me for loving mom more. She did after all went through so much to have me. I love you all equally, how about that?" We all hugged. Equal love for the three of us together.
Amorist in love with my family. "Okay, I have to get ready. So does your father." I kissed my son's forehead, and then kissed my husband's lips. Mal made a disgusted sound. He won't be so distsued when he wants the girl he is attracted to in his arms. Malsańdez is very possessive of his things. Massimo is the same way. Don't like sharing anything that is his.
Massimo has always been the guy to be good at hiding things. The meeting we were supposed to have was never a meeting. Instead it was a birthday breakfast. Our son was in on this too. I'm guessing the reason why he wanted to be with his father was because of this. Birthday breakfast is something Martlia made up. Every morning, like early morning, the birthday person gets whatever breakfast they want. "Wanna let me know what's been going on in that head of yours?" Massimo whispered into my ear. I was busy thinking on how to tell Massimo a secret I have been hiding. For about two months.
