Epilogue
Estella
A Few Months Later
R en runs his hands down my baby bump. It’s become quite prominent in the last couple of weeks and Ren can’t seem to keep his hands off it. He takes my shoes off for me and runs his hands up my calves causing me to moan out loud.
“How does it feel to know all of your friends and the women at the country club envy you because your husband can’t keep his hands off you long enough for you to have a baby shower?”
I giggle. “I think they all knew what we were doing in the bathroom.”
“Oh, do you?” He gives me a naughty smile that I love so much. “You think all those women realized I took you into the bathroom and ate your sweet little pussy because I just had to have a taste of my gorgeous wife.”
Even after all these months with him I still blush.
I hope not everyone could tell since my mom was among the women.
It was her idea to hold it at the country club after all.
She’s been over the moon since finding out about our little buttercup, showing me off and telling everyone how the Torres men came and swept both of us off our feet.
Some people might find it a little odd or even icky, but no one is brave enough to say anything to me or my mom about it.
“I love it when you blush, sweetheart.” He works his way up my legs, dragging his mouth over my knees and up my thighs. When he reaches the crease of my legs I can’t hold back my moan, different this time from the time before when he was massaging my feet. This one is deeper and much more wanton.
He doesn’t make me wait or even ask for it as he slips my panties down my legs and settles himself on his belly. He nestles into my body and sends his tongue licking up the center of me. My eyes close and I arch my body as he spears inside of me with his thick muscle.
Oh, God, I love it when he kisses me and shows me how much he needs me.
According to him, I taste sweeter now that he’s knocked me up.
He says it is one of the ways he first realized something was different.
His hands come up my body and push my shirt up even as he pulls my bra down.
My boobs have grown even bigger, something I would be worried about if Ren didn’t make sure I understood just how happy he is with them.
He rubs the hard peaks and massages the mounds before giving each tip a squeeze.
I moan and my hips start rolling as my body builds to the peak.
His tongue lands on my clit and he starts sucking and licking at the same time he adds pressure to my nipples.
I cum in a rush of ecstasy and pleasure that takes me over completely.
By the time I open my heavy lids again, Ren is between my legs lining his cock up with my soaking entrance.
In one long thrust, he buries himself inside of me and I go off again.
It doesn’t take much for me now before I cum for my dirty Daddy.
Even before, it seemed like the man could always make me cum in no time.
I tremble through my release and let him build me back up once again.
His hips rock and he starts hitting that magic spot inside of me that always causes me to shiver and shake.
“Oh, Ren! Oh my God! I…I can’t…”
“You can. You can do anything you want to, baby. You can give me one more. Come on, baby. Give me that sweet pussy. Let me feel you milk the cum from me.”
His words as much as his movements send me over the edge and my body tightens up around him before I break and shake through my peak again.
He growls my name before he cums inside of me causing a minigasm of my own to hit me.
Ren was right. It’s all I can think as he scoops me up and moves us so we are spooned up together.
I can do anything as long as I have him.
Anything I can think of or dream of is possible with his love and his arms wrapped around me tight making me feel… safe and sound.
The End!
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