Our Turn

I follow closely behind, exploding with jets of cum that seep out around my cock, and I reach down to scoop them up before leaning over and holding my soaking fingers to her lips. She sucks them in without hesitation and I know I am the luckiest man on the face of the earth.

We both hear commotion outside the door and know our five minutes are up.

“Later,” I start as I pull my cock from her. “It’ll be ass time, then shower, then I’m going to eat your pussy until you pass out.”

“Aww.” She flips over onto her back, then sits up, her hands on my chest. “Such a romantic.”

We scramble into some clothes and head back out to find the kids in a pile in front of the TV, battling for some toy that none of them probably really want; they just don’t want the other one to have it.

I let Nicci handle the tussle as I work my way to the kitchen to start dinner.

Every day I look at her with wonder. The years only make her more beautiful. They also make us closer, our family better, our world happier.

Not that we haven’t had our struggles, our sad times.

Mrs. Morrison passed away about five years ago. She was the crazy great grandmother the kids loved. We still both volunteer at the county’s Adopt-A-Senior program that Nicci started, so we are blessed to have an extended family of wonderful older folks that bring warmth, stories and love into our lives.

Nicci’s mom is also in our lives, albeit in a limited way. She’s straightened herself out, but can’t seem to settle into a life without drama, so we love her but keep our boundaries. She also never did come clean with who Nicci’s father was for sure, but I think Nicci has made peace with it.

I knew when I first saw Nicci, my world would change. It was the change I needed. And although we had a bit of an odd start, I think things took the path they were supposed to.

Destiny figured out a way to put us together and I’ve spent every day since being grateful to whatever force brought her into my life. She is my everything.

And as for being a father?

Well, I can’t even explain the love I feel for my family.

Every year it just gets better. We got our turn in the end.

And so much more.