More Surprises

As the last waves of Daddy's orgasm subside, his body relaxes. His cock, still semi-hard, slips out of your pussy, leaving a trail of cum and juices in its wake. You feel a rush of cool air on your sensitive skin, and your legs, still trembling, slowly begin to close. Your mother's hands, still cradling your face, gently turn your head to the side, and she whispers, "Good girl, Luna. You were so good." Her voice is like a warm breeze on a summer day, soothing and calming.

As the last wisps of Daddy's cum dripped from your pussy. A warm, gentle smile spread across his face, and his hands, still trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm, reached out to pet you.

"Good girl, Luna," he whispered, his voice low and soothing, as his hands stroked your latex-clad thighs. "You were so good, so perfect."

Your mother's voice cuts through the warm, fuzzy haze that has settled over you, her words a gentle reminder that the moment of exquisite pleasure has passed. "Clean up Daddy's cock, Luna," she says, her tone soft and soothing, but firm nonetheless.

You nod, still feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm, and slowly get on your hands and knees, your latex-clad legs trembling beneath you. Daddy's eyes, still warm with pleasure, watch you as you move, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

You lean forward, your latex-clad body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, and wrap your lips around the head of Daddy's cock. The mixture of his cum and your juices explodes on your taste buds, a salty, sweet, and tangy flavor that makes your mouth water even more. You've been trained to love this taste, to crave it, and your body responds accordingly. Your tongue darts out, licking the length of his cock, gathering every last drop of cum and juice.

As you finish cleaning Daddy's cock, you lean back on your haunches, your latex-clad body glistening with sweat and the faint sheen of fluids. Your tongue darts out one last time, licking your lips to gather any remaining droplets of cum and juice.

Your mother's speaks again. "Lick the floor, Luna. Clean up any mess." You nod and lean your head down, your tongue extending to lick the floor where Daddy's cum has dripped.

As you continue to lick the floor, your tongue darting back and forth in smooth, practiced motions, Daddy's gaze lingers on your mother, a look of gentle curiosity etched on his face. Your mother watches you with a warm, approving smile, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pleasure and possessiveness.

Daddy's voice breaks the silence. "Luna, did you like my modification?" He asks.

He must be referring to his cock, you knew that it couldn't be natural. You nod your head and your tail wags back and forth.

Daddy continues, "Did you know that isn't our surprise for you?" Your ears, still perked up from the excitement of the moment, twitch slightly as Daddy's words hang in the air. You anxiously wait for him to continue, your tail wagging tentatively as you gaze up at him with wide, anticipatory eyes. His gaze lingers on yours, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, before he glances over at your mother.

She nods almost imperceptibly, a small, knowing smile spreading across her face. You turn to her and stare questionly at your mother crotch.

Your mother's voice, husky from her own arousal, cuts through the air as she giggles. "No, not that, sweetie," she says, her eyes never leaving yours as she shakes her head. Her gaze flicks to Daddy, and she smiles, a warm, indulgent smile. "You're curious, aren't you, Luna?" she asks, her voice dripping with amusement.

Daddy's fingers continue to scratch behind your ear, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You lean into his touch, your dog ears perking up in response.

Your mother's gaze shifts from Daddy to you, and she smiles, a warm, indulgent smile. She opens her shirt, revealing her breasts, and beckons you over with a finger. "Come here, Luna," she says, her voice soft and inviting. You eagerly crawl over to your mother, your latex-clad body glistening with sweat and the faint sheen of fluids.

As you crawl closer to your mother, your eyes fixate on the tender pink skin of her nipple, and your mouth waters in anticipation. You've not sure why. Your mother's smile widens as she sees the eagerness in your eyes, and she gently takes your head in her hands, guiding you towards her breast.

Your dog ears perk up as you feel the warmth of her skin, and your tail wags, showing your excitement. You nuzzle your face against her breast, feeling the softness of her skin and the gentle jiggle of her nipple.

As you begin to suck on your mother's nipple, you feel a surge of pleasure wash over you. The taste of her milk is sweet and creamy, and you can't get enough of it. Your mother's hands gently cradle your head, holding you in place as you nurse. Her breathing quickens, and you can feel her heartbeat racing beneath your cheek. She lets out a soft moan, her body trembling with pleasure.

As you continue to nurse, your mother's moans grow louder, and her body trembles with increasing intensity. Holding you close as she gazes down at you with eyes half-lidded in ecstasy. You are sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. You can feel her nipple harden, and her milk flows more readily, its sweet, creamy taste filling your mouth. Suddenly, your mother's body tenses, and she lets out a loud, guttural moan.

Your mother's moan subsides, replaced by a soft sigh of satisfaction, and she gazes down at you with a serene smile. Her hands, still cradling your head, and you feel a sense of contentment wash over you. The sensation of her warm skin against your cheek, the taste of her milk, combine to create a sense of deep relaxation. Your tail wags furiously behind you.

She looks at you and asks "Do you like that?". You nod furiously along with your tail.

As your mother's serene smile lingers, she gazes into your eyes and says, "Oh, right, you can speak now, Luna." Her voice is gentle, and her words unlock the silence that had been imposed upon you. You feel a surge of excitement at being able to express yourself again, and your tail wags enthusiastically.

You take a moment to savor the last drops of your mother's milk, feeling the creamy texture and sweetness on your tongue. As you pull away from her breast, you look up at her with a contented sigh. "Mmm, mommy. You did that for me?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Your mother's smile widens as she gazes into your eyes, her expression filled with adoration. "Yes, sweetie, all of this is for you," she coos, her voice barely above a whisper. "We want to take care of you, to make you happy and content." Her words are accompanied by gentle strokes on your head, her fingers tangling in your hair as she cradles your face.

Suddenly, your mother's hands pause, and she gazes at Daddy with a hint of a smile. "Are you ready to go home, sweetie? Everyone can't wait." she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. You look up at her, unsure of how to respond.

As your mother's words hang in the air, you suddenly feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of going home. Your dog ears perk up, and you let out a high-pitched bark, your tail wagging furiously behind you. The sudden movement causes your mother to chuckle, and she gently strokes your head, calming you down.

"It's okay, sweetie, we'll get you home soon," she coos, her voice soothing. Daddy's hand scratches behind your ear, and you feel a wave of calm wash over you, but your excitement remains.