Candy Stick

Mira had fed the kids the milk brought by Elizabeth and put them to bed. Douglas had to hand it to her -- she was actually pretty motherly with his kids. After she came to bed, she stripped nude, and started to suck Douglas's cock. He was content, watching her cock grow in her panties, when an odd thought consumed him. He reached up, tugging her thong to the side, revealing her meat. It was longer than his. Thicker than his. He reached up, holding it, stroking it. He sniffed at it. She kept it perfumed, he noted. Barely any trace of a masculine musk. And then his curiosity finally consumed him and he opened his mouth, letting the tip slip between his lips.

"Oh .... Daddy," Mira murmered. "Oh, oh, fuck," she said, feeling his lips slide along her cock, taking it deeper. She let Douglas's cock slip out of her mouth, and shifted positions, so she could focus on the pleasure her boyfriend was bringing her.

Douglas frowned at the lack of Mira's mouth on his cock, but simply focused more on hers, squeezing her small balls with his hand while his lips bobbed up and down. Finally, he felt her start to cum, filling his mouth with cum, sweetened by the pineapples she liked to eat. She looked down at him, blissful and a little confused.

"Thank you, Daddy," she said, blushing.