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I finish my ministrations and let her rinse her hair before reaching for the conditioner and starting again.

“What do you think we should do about it?” I whisper, not wanting to wake Laney with our loud voices.

“Well, once you rinse the conditioner I’m going to suck your fat cock and swallow your cum. Then tomorrow I’m going to learn all I can about looking after a toddler, and then I’m going to maim a bitch until I feel better about things.”

A smile curls my lips as I rinse the conditioner out as quickly as I can. “Fuck I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

Chewy grins up at me before sinking to her knees, licking her lips. Without using her hands she licks me from balls to tip, then back down, then up once more before engulfing my cock in her mouth. Her whiskey colored eyes gaze up at me, my length and width stretching her lips obscenely. I tuck a strand of wet hair behind her ear, then gently cup her face as my hips rock, sliding my length in and out of her hot little mouth.

Before long I’m fucking her with wild abandon, pumping my hips as she gags and spits on my cock like the dirty girl she is and I fucking love it. I can feel the tingle in the base of my spine, but I’m not going to cum down her throat, not tonight. Tonight I’m going to pound into her tight pussy, fucking out my frustrations until we’re both sated and calm.

Pulling my hips back so my cock leaves the tight suction of her mouth with a little pop, I lift her by the underarms until she’s standing. Turning her to the wall I drop to my knees, spread those plump cheeks and bury my tongue into her tight little asshole. We groan in unison as I keep tonguing her, my thick fingers parting her lips and running my finger from her wet hole to her clit, giving it a little pinch before travelling back the other way.

As usual my woman is dripping for me, and I can’t help but drink up some of her juices before standing, spreading her cheeks with one hand, and grabbing and slapping my cock against her pussy a couple of times. A gentleman always knocks! Rubbing the crown of my dick through her folds, I let it bump her clit once, twice, before angling back and pressing into her waiting core. In one rough thrust I’m balls deep and I know I’m not going to last. Although judging by Chewy’s whimpering and the way her pussy is spasming around my length, I don’t think she is either.

“Please, Rhodie, please fuck me,” Chewy murmurs quietly, bucking her hips back and forth, essentially fucking me.

“That’s it baby, fuck me just like that. I want you to cum on my cock, then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your name.”

She does exactly what I said, twerking all over me, fucking me, her hips working over my length until she explodes, biting into the meaty part of her hand to contain her wails so as not to wake anyone.

“Thats it, right there, fuck!” I growl, gripping her hips roughly as I pull her on and off my cock, my balls slapping rhymically as she bucks and grinds until her legs start to shake.

Fuck, mine feel weak too as I shoot load after load into my woman, painting her insides with my cum. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her back into me while we catch our breath.

“We are nailing this shit. We have a kid AND we just fucked,” Chewy grins holding her hand up for a high five.

“Fuck yeah we are.” I drop a kiss to her temple and then set about washing her all over again.

“Hey! We should have a team name. Or a family name or whatever.”

“OK babe, what do you suggest?”

“Well, some families join their names together.” Her face scrunches and I drop a kiss to her nose. “What about Team Ruesday? No, that’s shit. Rewy? Ohh, what about Chodie?”

I freeze, surely she knows what a chode is, right?

“Yeah, I like that. Chodie has a good ring to it.” She seems so pleased with herself and I just don’t have it in me to ruin it for her just yet. But I will. I refuse to have my family known as Team Chodie.

We finish up and dry off, and where we would usually sleep naked we both pull on underwear. Well I pull on my boxers, and Chewy pulls on my boxers and one of my tees. We gaze down at the little girl, fast asleep in the crib her family bought and built for her and we just….watch her.

“How long do you think is too long to watch someone sleep?” Chewy whispers, eyes on the little girl.

“Um, I’m not sure. Is it creepy that we’re still doing it?”

“Maybe? I mean, I stare all the time, so maybe I can do it for longer than you,” she shrugs.

“Hmm. Two more minutes then we go to bed.” I pull Chewy into my arms, and we spend the next two minutes with our thoughts and our eyes on our newest family member.

Oh OK, maybe it was ten minutes.

Chapter 6

Chewy

Ichew on my pancakes as I watch Laney sitting on the floor with Chomper. Rhodie put a muzzle on him to keep Laney safe and he’s small enough to not knock her over or anything. Not that she would mind. She squealed and babbled a bunch of words as soon as she saw him, wriggling to get down out of Rhodie’s arms.

“Chewy, we’re meeting up at the diner for lunch today, it’s kinda like our own DRMC mom’s group. Wanna join?” Nat asks, her chunky daughter Rosie on her hip.

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