But not long after Michael observed Mason's need for her milk, he had finished all that she had available since she had just begun to lactate. And Mason began to get frustrated.
"Mommy...Mason wants milky," he whined after pulling away from her breast. "Pwease, mommy."
"Baby, no whining..."
"Mommyyy," Mason said as he hid his face between her breasts.
"Hm, your little prince is being a bit naughty," Michael observed.
Polly removed her hand from Mason's cock. "Nooo, mommy, Mason will be good. No, muma, pwease," he begged.
"Cummies are for good little boys, not naughty boys," Polly said as she soothed his cheek. "And if you keep this up, mommy is going to spank you, my angel."
Mason popped his head up, "Mommy, Mason is a good wittle boy! I's do all mommy says - all day wong. Mean Mikey makes mommy angwe and Mikey no get spanks!"
Polly looked at his sweet face. How could she punish this innocent angel?
"Polly, if you don't punish him now, he will never be a good little boy. He will take advantage of you," Michael said near her ear, sending goosebumps over her skin.
"I know," she sighed. "Masey, crawl over mommy's lap and get ready for your spanks like a good boy."
Mason shot Michael a mean look and then moved so he was over her lap. "Mikey is in Mason's way," he whined.
"Mason, lay your head on Michael's lap. It isn't Michael's fault that you were being a bratty little boy!" Polly scolded him and Michael smirked.
"Meanie," Mason said to Michael as he lay down.
"Mason, you apologize this instant!"
"Sowee, Miiiikey," Mason said as he turned his face away from Michael.
"Since this is your first spanking, mommy will only give you five spanks. Okay, baby boy?"
"Yus, muma," Mason nodded.
"And if you are good, then mommy will let you have cummies. Okay?"
"Otay, mommy!"
"You pushover," Michael snickered. "I doubt I'd ever let that little-boy cock ever cum."
"And dats why Mikey no is Mason's daddy," Mason said sticking out his tongue.
"Mason," Polly said harshly. "Behave."
"Sowee."
"Count with me, angel," and Polly spanked his right cheek. "One."
"One! Owie, mommy!"
"Two," she said as she spanked the left.
"Two!"
"Three," she said until they both reached five. "See, baby boy, not so bad, huh?"
Polly skimmed her hand over the reddened flesh. Then she maneuvered him in a hug, "Come to mommy, baby."
Mason turned and embraced Polly. She cooed in his ear about how good he was and how much she loved him. "Do you still want your cummies, baby?"
"Mmhm, mommy."
Polly moved him so his head rested on his lap and he was on his back. "Hmm, Mason's little wee wee is still hard."
"Mmhm. It wants to pway," he giggled.
Polly smiled at the cute giggle, "Silly boy."
"Mommy's silwe boy."

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The Choices Being Made (Book #2, Choices series)
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