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Evelyn frowns for a second before she moans from her wife’s fingers digging into her. “I will come home early every night if you promise to let me have one night a week with Claire for drinks at the office.” Maria says softly and leans back to brush blonde hair out of her eyes. Evelyn sighs gently and shyly looks down at the blonde’s slightly open button down shirt to graze her fingertips glasses down to the connection of the two halves. “You don’t need my permission baby. I just…I indian worry about other people.” She whispers and leans down to place a chaste kiss on the brunette’s sternum. “You’re hot, Maria. You would have people falling at your feet if I wasn’t here.” Maria smiles at her lover and pulls her into a deep, slow, heavy kiss that leaves them both breathless. “Thank God you are here. I can’t imagine anyone with me beside you. I would never cheat-“ Maria explains and wraps her arms securely around the only waist she wants to hold. Evelyn swiftly cuts the brunette off. “Maria, please. I know you would never. Just promise me that if someone tries to make a move on you- and someone will trust me, then you’ll tell me?” She asks shyly and looks up into Maria’s eyes. Maria smiles softly and moves her hands back into blonde locks. “I will tell you the very second it happens but in no way are you allowed to react in a possessive and jealous way. Got it, baby?” She asks and notices the little grumble from the blonde before she receives a nod. Before she can say any more there is a knock on the front door as it opens. They both gasp and scramble to stand up and collect themselves. Sara walks in and her eyes widen at them both. “Oh, well, our son was right Paul.” Sara chuckles and holds the door open for her husband and grandson. “Did you have any doubts with these two?” Paul mumbles and sends his wife a smile. He remembers the countless times that his daughter and her wife have snuck off for a little quickie session thinking no one noticed. He walks over to the two women and hands his grandson over to his mothers. Maria smells his little baby head and hugs him close while Evelyn kisses his cheeks until he laughs. He has bleach blonde hair, rosy cheeks, and bright hazel eyes. So far he has the personality of his brunette mother which is how he manages to completely win over his grandparents and other mother. Evelyn sighs when Maria hands her Charlie to hug her parents. She revels in the way he clings to her shirt and buries his head in her shoulder as he yawns. “Is my big boy tired? Are you ready for your nap, Charlie?” The little boy simply yawns again and nods his head before closing his eyes. Maria places a kiss on his forehead and another to her wife’s cheek. “Could you put him down for me, Eve?” She asks and Evelyn swiftly nods her head while holding her baby close to carry him upstairs. Maria sits her parents down in the kitchen and grabs a drink for herself and them. They talk about Charlie and their weekend and share photos of the little boy. Evelyn comes back down and sits next to Maria. “I missed him so much. I could barely come back down here he was holding onto me so tightly.” Evelyn smiles brightly and leans her head on the brunette’s shoulder. Maria smiles and her heart aches to cuddle with her son but he needs his sleep, or he will be cranky and they do not need that. She loves him but not enough to purposefully make him cranky. I spent most of the following morning unloading my trailer and putting everything away. After our short chat, she wasted no time. I admired the way the sigil looked on her flesh. Often they were both so aroused by then that this was all that was needed. That spontaneous orgasm and sperm-ejaculation seemed to just sneak up on John from out of nowhere. No one took any notice of me, glasses that I could see, and I kept walking until the sunbathers thinned right out. Our faces were bathed in spit and I smiled up at her when I said, “I think my thigh is leaking.” “And maybe some underwear to go with it,” he said, smiling. I gave a succinct speech to the Protaki, then ordered them to burn the compound to the ground. “Uh… Hi Bianca… I… I’m Nick,” I stutter. “They think I’m visiting my boyfriend’s family in Islamabad. “Never let anyone say Queen Leveria Tiadoa isn’t charitable to her subjects.” I indian whispered to myself, and in one motion, I took him all the way into my throat. “It's a common name,” my friend muttered. He walked back to his squad car and drove off. Then his cock exploded too. And isn’t the tiny little pink bow just above the grip just too precious for words?” “Dad is totally going to divorce you,” muttered Courtney. I sat us all down on the bed and pulled out several board games I had gotten from GoodWill. So as she pulled up to yet another red light, she decided that the best way to avoid that was to keep Toby happy. There is no inflammation.