Rumors had hit our town about who the baby daddy was, everyone, guessing and judging. If only they knew my son had made me pregnant and given me the b...st gift in the world a new baby girl.As I lay in bed relaxing while my son Ryan slept, I couldn’t help but smile knowing Grace was fast asleep. It was the perfect time to wake my beautiful son up with something he deserved by taking his cum down my throat. God, I hated swallowing my ex-husband's cum; now I couldn't get enough of it.I slowly crept. Pick me! Pick me! I turned my gaze away from her and buried my face into the cushion of the couch, and waited to feel something - or nothing. Thank goodness, I did not have to wait long for the former to manifest. The touch of her hands on my buttocks, on either side of my cleansed butt-hole, felt electric. That was followed by the warmth of her breath. She was close to me now, examining me as she had never done before. My cock raged in anticipation, as first her fingers, then her magic tongue,. ”Kelly shook her head looking over at her three children. With a smile, she said, “I’m not. They take after their fathers, moving between the strong and the weak to protect the weak. They use as little force as necessary to stop the strong. I also discovered that my youngest son can talk.”The teacher couldn’t believe that a mother would give that response to her children getting in a fight. It was as though she were proud of them. Instead, she suggested, “You might want to take your children. He opened the door on my side of the car. I smiled as my dress rode up high on my legs, providing John with a good view, I was sure, of my thighs.My dress rode high on my thighs. I attempted to readjust it as I put on the seatbelt, but there wasn’t much I could do, since the dress was intentionally cut short. John glanced at my legs as he got in and put on his own seatbelt.I took out a pale shade of pink lipstick from a small clutch purse, as John drove us to a steakhouse. I mashed my lips.