Family time?

The doorbell rang, shrill and insistent, cutting through the heavy silence of the house. Candy's heart leaped into her throat as she quickly exited the video, her thumb hovering over the delete button before she pocketed the phone. She smoothed her turtleneck and skirt, the fabric clinging to her damp skin as she made her way to the door. Opening it, she **** a bright smile onto her face, greeting Andy and AJ with pecks on their cheeks. AJ recoiled slightly, his teenage indifference palpable, while Andy returned the gesture with a warm press of lips. "Are you alright, dear?"

Andy's concerned tone cut through the **** cheer in Candy's voice. "Why are you wearing such heavy clothes?" he asked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in her turtleneck and ankle-length skirt. Candy's heart raced, her mind scrambling for a believable lie. "I was just feeling a bit of a chill," she said, forcing a smile. "Come on, let's eat the pizza. I'm starving," she added, turning toward the kitchen to hide the flush rising to her cheeks. The truth was, a whole day of getting fucked had left her ravenous, her body craving sustenance to recover from the relentless barrage of Meat's demands.

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That night, Andy reached for Candy in the darkness, his hand brushing against her hip. "Let's fool around a bit, baby," he whispered, his voice tinged with desire. Candy's heart raced as she turned away, clutching the sheets tightly. "I'm not feeling well," she lied, her voice weak. "My head still hurts, and I'm kind of feverish, you know that. I need to sleep it out, hun". Andy murmured a concerned reply before turning over, his breathing steady within minutes. Candy lay awake, in her mind a whirlwind of forbidden thoughts. She couldn't shake Meat's words, the way he'd claimed her, the way she'd surrendered. "I love you more than Andy," she'd said, the memory of it burning in her mind.

Candy's fingers drifted under the blanket, tracing the outline of her nipples through the turtleneck. The fabric was thick, but her touch sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but pinch them gently, the pain mixing with a growing arousal. She had told Meat she'd bear his child, name him Meat Jr., and now the idea lingered in her mind, both terrifying and exhilarating. The thought of him returning tomorrow filled her with dread, yet a twisted excitement. What if Andy or AJ were home? The risk was daunting, but a part of her craved the danger, the thrill of being caught.

Candy's fingers slipped beneath the elastic of her thong, her touch grazing the slick, tender flesh between her thighs. The wetness there was still palpable, a reminder of Meat's relentless passion, and she couldn't help but marvel at the sheer volume of cum he'd left inside her. His black balls had been heavy, full, and now the evidence of his desire lingered, a sticky testament to their day-long affair. As her fingers delved deeper, she closed her eyes, her mind involuntarily conjuring the image of his thick, black cock, the way it had stretched her, filled her, and owned her.

As Candy's fingers danced across her slick flesh, her mind drifted to Meat, his towering frame and the raw power of his cock etched vividly in her memory. She imagined his face, the way his eyes gleamed with dominance as he claimed her, and a warm, intoxicating glow spread through her chest. The memory of their last, deep kiss ignited a fire within her, and she felt the familiar surge of pleasure building, unstoppable and intense. With a muffled gasp, she came, her body trembling silently as she bit down on her lip to stifle any sound. Andy stirred slightly but remained asleep, oblivious to the storm raging within her.

Candy's eyelids grew heavy, the weight of the day's events pulling her into a deep, exhausted sleep. Her pussy & ass, still slick with the remnants of Meat's relentless passion, felt both drained and strangely satisfied. As she drifted off, her mind conjured vivid images of a life where Meat stood in Andy's place, his powerful frame and commanding presence filling the spaces of her home. In her dreams, she saw a black child with Meat's features, a boy she had named Meat Jr., running alongside two other black toddlers, laughing and playing without a care. AJ was nowhere to be seen.