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The Delano Family at play

Proserpina

When Lucien sauntered in for breakfast, I glanced at him and looked away quickly, a blush stealing up my face. In a casual shirt, the open buttons revealing the crisp grey hairs matting his chest, the jeans hugging his powerful thighs, he looked as cool and in charge as ever.

How does he do it? I thought. I felt drained and my sex was sore, my breasts hurt and I had dressed in a blouse that covered my chest. The bite marks on my breasts were prominent and I did not want anyone to notice. His eyes raked me and his lips twisted knowingly as I turned away dimpling.

He was almost two decades older than me, this lover of mine yet he could make me climax helplessly; make me beg for him so effortlessly.

He was on the phone again, a frown appearing on his harsh face as he listened.

*

Ria looked up at him and in her customary, blunt manner, she demanded,

“Have you and Mumma been making babies again, Pappa?’

Her father looked up and into my hot flushed face as I stormed across to her
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