Luck (Gimme 2)
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Three babies later, and I can’t get enough. Jason, James, and Jenna are perfect little beings. We want a houseful of children and since we moved to the suburbs with five-thousand square feet and seven bedrooms to fill.
“I’m coming,” she screams, arching her back with a hand planted on the kitchen counter. I’m so grateful she gave up teaching last year to spend more time with the kids and to give me a couple more. I love making them.
“Damn right,” I roar, pumping loads of come into her pussy.
“What are we going to do with each other when we get old?”
“I’ll still fuck you on any surface. Fuck, you can hang onto the walker, and I’ll pump into you.”
“Ass.”
“Yes, your ass is very nice. Happy St. Patrick’s Day,” I whisper in her ear.
“Happy Anniversary.”
“I’m the luckiest man in the world,” I moan, pulling out of her core.
The kids are with their aunt and uncle. Derek and Jules moved with us to the suburbs in a nice house a few miles away. Both of them took positions at the local police station and hospital.
We still babysit more for them than they do for us, but this is a special night for us, and I plan to have Kate all to myself for a night of getting lucky.
The End