Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

Chapter 78: Four Hours

"Hmmm." Ethan's forehead creased, feeling a strange yet thrilling sensation in between his thighs. He thought he was dreaming, but after fluttering his eyes open, he saw a figure beneath the blanket below him.

"Aaaahh." A soft moan escaped his lips as he threw his head back. He felt lips surrounding his bare manhood and slender hands circling his girth.

He puffed his cheeks, reaching for the blanket. He uncovered himself and found his wife, already eating him.

His eyes narrowed, realizing how Samantha had already bathed. She was in her silk robe and her hair still wet from her shower.

A hiss left Ethan's lips as his handsome face turned frail. He was amused, watching Samantha looking up to him while her cheeks hollowed.

He looked around and realize that he was alone. He asked, "Where - where are the kids, honey?" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Letting go with a pop, Samantha palmed Ethan gently before answering, "They are with, mom."

Samantha quickly returned to sucking on his rod, further tightening the wrap around his erection. She herself moaned as she savored his flavor.

Slurping her tongue around his shaft, Samantha delighted in the softness of Ethan's skin. She enjoyed bobbing against his member, and she knew her husband loved it too.

"Damn, Sam. That feels good," Ethan could not help but curse.

He raised himself up, appreciating how her lips beautifully caved around his erection.

The next thing he saw further increased his arousal as Samantha let go, licking on her own lips.

Ethan wound up narrowing his eyes as Samantha licked him, starting from his nuts and slowly going up to the head of his member.

"Aaaahh... Yeah." He inhaled deeply, seeing how Samantha was swirling her tongue around his mushroom tip, tasting it like candy.

"Sam, come to me." Ethan's eyes nearly closed as he requested, "I want to taste you too... Take off your robe, hon."

Ethan's suggestion made Samantha flush. The thought of them tasting each other at the same time utterly blew her mind, but while she was taken aback, the idea thoroughly gave her tingles in between her thighs.

She slowly removed her robe, showing off nothing but a sexy thong underwear.

Another hiss left Ethan's lips, seeing his wife's sexy body, and he thought she looked absolutely inviting in a black thong underwear.

He also eagerly removed his shirt and his pajamas and threw them down to the floor. Only then did he return to lying on his back, waiting for his wife to act next.

Flaunting her gorgeous two-round flesh to Ethan, Samantha faced his angry rod. She gulped repeatedly, ashamed of getting exposed that way for her husband.

However, when she felt his fingers touch her peach beneath her thong, she let out an erotic moan. All the more, when he held her bottom cheeks and reached for her clit. "Oh, god! Ethan - Aaah! Mmmmm."

She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of his warm tongue lathering against her entrance. "Hon, I love it!"

While her husband pleased her down there, Samantha's eyes turned dreamy and there was nowhere else where she could release all the tension but the hard stick in front of her.

She aggressively reached for his manhood. For a second, she palmed his length before finally putting it inside her mouth.

Ethan's member was as hard as a rock. The thought of them eating each other was just too arousing.

He especially enjoyed tasting his wife's freshly bathed peach. He earnestly flickered his tongue against her clit while sometimes licking her from the tip of her rose, all the way to her hole. He merely slid her thong to the side, allowing him good access to her entrance.

"Sam - Fuck, you taste so good," expressed Ethan. He only took a breather before diving back into Samantha's pinkish rose. He especially liked the fact that she had clean-shaved her bottom lips.

With both of them holding such an erotic position, earnestly tasting each other, it did not take long for Samantha to arrive at a conclusion.

"Aaahh... Ethan, I'm - Aaahhh!" Her hips twitched, nearly clamping her legs. Yet, despite having orgasmed, Ethan remained to devour her.

Samantha's face turned tomato red, realizing how Ethan was sucking on her love juice. She tried to raise her hips, but Ethan would not let her.

Letting go of her desires, she wound up getting up and squirming her entrance against her husband's mouth.

As Ethan slid down and got up, Samantha remained to catch her breath. She was completely elated by what her husband had done.

Still drowned in euphoria, Samantha felt her body being adjusted in Ethan's strong arms. He turned her sideways, separating her legs in an alluring pose.

This time, Ethan played with himself, just watching his wife's sexy frame, wearing an utterly inviting thong.

"My wife is so hot," he remarked before biting his lips.

With knees apart, he moved closer, pulling up Samantha's thong up to one of her bottom cheek. He asked, "honey, you took a pill right?"

"Umm... Yeah, put it in... now," Samantha said shyly. Her insides were still pulsating, and she wanted nothing more than to feel being filled by Ethan.

A smirk became painted on Ethan's face. He held up his member and pointed it directly to her pinkish hole.

After raising her hips, he slowly pushed his manhood inside of her, sighing at the same time. "Yeah, you feel so good, Sam."

Practically sitting on her legs, Ethan moved his hips back and forth, lusting on how his manhood went in and out of Samantha's peach. For seconds, his eyes were glued at how her rose caved around his stick, giving him a healthy glow.

He spread her two-round flesh apart, giving him a better view, and said, "I want to keep making love to my wife."

Leaning forward, Ethan carried his weight, pounding his manhood against Samantha's entrance. He repeatedly gasped while creating that loud and smacking sound of their flesh.

Ethan frequently reached for Samantha's breasts as he pounced on her while sometimes pecking on her back and face.

Minutes into moving back and forth, he pleaded, "Kiss me, Sam. Kiss me."

With difficulty, Samantha further raised her torso to kiss on Ethan's lips. She relished on his manly flavor, thrusting her tongue out for him to eat.

Their hot make-out further encouraged Ethan to pump even faster and as they kissed, more erotic melodies filled the four corners of their room.

The slapping of their flesh became louder and louder!

Their bodies glowed in sweat!

Samantha could not help but cry in pleasure at each breather she took. As she felt herself bouncing, getting pushed forward into the headboard of their bed, she demanded, "Harder, Ethan... harder!"

"Oh, fuck." That was all Ethan could say. He meant to do it either way. He was just... waiting for the right moment.

Soon enough, Ethan was thrusting three times per second.

Samantha ended up faced down on the bed as Ethan sped his pumping.

"Oh, god, Ethan! Yes! Yes!" Samantha screamed, unable to hold the desires of her heart.

"I'm coming, Sam! I'm coming!" Announced Ethan.

"Ahhh!" With Ethan's persistent pumping behind his wife, they both came together, roaring their satisfaction inside the master bedroom.

Ethan pushed against Samantha's entrance so forcefully that she ended up reaching the headboard, merely pushing herself away with her hands.

The man wound up pushing three more times before crashing into Samantha's body and wrapping his arms around her.

He flipped her over, easily finding her lips and relishing in another passionate kiss.

As they made out, Ethan failed not to fondle her breasts, giving them gentle caresses.

After letting go, Ethan said, "Another round?" His eyes narrowed and told, "I'm still so hard. Four hours, remember?"

"Mmmmm." Samantha's eyes were still dreamy, having come for the second time that day. She gasped and said, "Why not."

***

Four Hours after.

"Hey, Mommy, Daddy, you did not join us for breakfast," told Kenzie during their lunch.

Samantha and Ethan walked into the dining table half an hour past eleven in the morning, both were incredibly hungry.

"Mommy, why are you walking weird," Kyle probed, seeing how Samantha was holding on to Ethan, limping.

"Ummm." Samantha flushed. She eyed for her mother's reaction, including her aunt and grandma Matilda.

"We were exercising, Kyle. Mommy got tired of our exercise," told Ethan before pulling up a chair for his wife.

"Ooh!" Both Kenzie and Kyle reacted.

"You should be careful, Mommy," said Kenzie.

Samantha's face burned as she answered, "Tell that to Daddy."

The grandparents in the room wound up laughing and Sarah could not help but remark, "I guess, I will see another grandchild soon. I'd love to take care of one."