Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 19

She holds my hair through the blankets while I clean up the mess we've made, if you know what I mean. "You like that?" I moan pushing my tongue against her while she moans again. She's released three times and this will be the forth and final time I do this to her. She's already tired enough. She whimpers and whines while I move away after swallowing it all yet again. "Are you tired now?" I smile pressing myself up against her.

"You're not," she touches the massive erection I developed while pleasuring her.

"I can't help it, not when you look like you do, not when you moan like you do." I kiss her neck giving her a few marks. She's not wearing any makeup, none at all none on her back like she always has, none on her face, none on her neck none on at all. "Listen to yourself princess," I mumble while I suck on her sweet spot biting it occasionally. "You sound so innocent," I move to the other side of her neck. "You're so sexy," I bite softly on her skin letting her feel the growing of my length.

"Alright one last time," she smiles sliding down my body.

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"So last night," my parents question pouring themselves coffee. "We heard some," her cheeks flush pink and I bring her into my chest kissing them both. "Loud noises?" They nod as do I.

"I'm so sorry," Reese mumbles making me smile while I kiss her forehead. "Do you remember the night," she blushes harder. "When we thought I had cancer, we went to dinner with your friends?" She mumbles into my shoulder. "You had me pressed up against the door and when we fell in," she falls back and my arm stays around her waist.

"My mom was in the couch, laughing at us." I chuckle pulling her back up. "You were just as flustered."

"Yeah but there's one thing that was a little different." She smiles as her parents walk down quickly. "I wasn't pregnant back then." She mumbles and I roll my eyes.

"Do you think I'm stupid," I kiss her cheek. "I know you weren't pregnant then and," my eyes go wide and I almost drop her. "Oh my god?" I stare deep into the brown orbs I've fallen deeply in love with. "Are you being serious right now?"

"Completely," she nods kissing my forehead. My lips attach to the purple bruise like thing left against her neck. "Four weeks today," she smiles.

"Seven kids," I giggle looking at our baby boy wobble around. "Two babies." I smile while he falls but quickly pushes himself back up so he can continue to waddle towards us. I reach down to pick up our little boy. It blows my mind when I think about it, twenty seven years old and we have seven kids. I adopted another one, she doesn't know yet and I'm really unsure of how to tell her. I know she'll love this kid from the bottom of her heart but I worry eight might be too much for her.

"He's gonna help," she smiles at our baby boy. "Aren't you?" As fixes his thin curly hair. "Aren't you?" She uses her baby voice.

"Mama." He giggles hitting my shoulder. "Mama!" He squeaks smiling at her yet again.

"I'll make breakfast," she smiles pulling out some pans and preheating the oven as if she already has it all figured out. "And I do apologize for last night." She nods at our parents who smile at her. "Next time won't be as loud," she gives me a sweet kiss.

"Next time?" I raise an eyebrow. She giggles falling against my shoulder.

"Do you not want a next time?" She looks up and shrugs walking back to the pits and pans she's placed on the oven.

"Well I never said that," grip one of her boobs as my other hand holds our baby boy. "I just assumed you wouldn't want to." I lick the makeup covered mark. I know it's there, I know exactly where all of them are.

"Well you were wrong," she pulls my hand away. "Now go find the other kids, and wake up Aaliyah." She takes our baby boy and kisses me softly before I go to wake the others.

I walk slowly into Angelina's room seeing the light already on and a chair by her brothers crib. "Morning daddy," she smiles walking over and giving me a hug. "How was your sleep?" She looks up at me.

"It was good," I smile thinking back to last night. I have to wear a shirt for a while, she really wanted it all out, and regardless of wether it was fast or not she racked her nails down my back. She tried her best not to, but I told her she should and it made everything so much more pleasurable. I did it to her too, and she really enjoys having them there. "How was yours?" I smile.

"Great!" She smiles. "I hope you aren't mad, but I helped CJ out of his crib this morning. He just was really upset and he really wanted out." She pouts and I smile.

"Did you walk him downstairs too?" I raise an eyebrow and she nods.

"I took him half way and then granny took him the rest of the way down. I came back to draw." She smiles at the picture.

"Alright, will you get dressed for me princess?" I smile pointing at the outfit on her bed.

"Ok daddy," she nods sliding out of my arms and running towards her clothes. I smile and walk towards Kaiden's room.

"Kaid?" I knock gently on the door before entering and flicking on the light. "It's time to get up, mamas making breakfast." I walk towards him poking his side.

"Dad," he whines and I chuckle. "Stop it," he whines while I continue to tickle him.

"Be down in ten minutes." I smile walking towards the others' rooms.