Be a good girl

Sylvia doesn't let Daniel up until his ass is bright red. He hops up from her lap, rubbing his sore bottom, flashing his pussy to the group. Nick picked the pull-ups back up. "Are you ready to be a good girl?"

The question should have absolutely horrified him. Instead, Daniel felt an intense wave of arousal, taking a second to stutter out his answer. "I- I can be good. I'll be a good - a good girl." He cringed at himself.

"Good girl," Nick cooed, sliding the pull up in place around Daniel's hips, giving the front a teasing squeeze. "Look at that! Cute and comfy. It's not so bad, huh?" He wrapped Daniel up in a hug, kissing the top of his head. "Poor baby."

Charlie chuckled, leaning against Sylvia's side. "Hey, I know what'll cheer her up, babe." He stared down at her cleavage.

"Oh! What a great idea!" Sylvia grabbed Daniel's wrist, sitting and pulling him into her lap. "There's no need to cry, baby girl. Here, come to mama." She tugged down her top, guiding Daniel's mouth to her nipple. Face burning bright red, Daniel latched on, starting to drink her milk.