Page 12 of Mountain Dr.'s Sweet Thing

I love the way he talks to me, takes care of me. Of our baby. Our family. He loves us so much. It makes me fall in love with him more, every day.

After my snack, we check on the baby. Our sweet Lena is deep asleep. All soft curls, light brown skin, her lips parted, round checks calling for kisses. We give one last rub to her rounded toes and silently tip-toe out of the nursing room.

The door is barely closed that my husband is all over me. His big hands reaching under my shirt and bra to cup my full breasts.

I let out a loud, “ahhhh.” Leaning into his magical touch. “Oh, baby.”

Jax bends and takes one of my hard, leaking nipples into his amazing mouth, sucking and drinking my milk.

“Your breasts are so fucking sweet, sweetheart. Heavy and filled for my baby girl. But she doesn’t mind sharing, uh?” He suckles harder. “And your fucking tits. Fucking delicious. They’re perfect, and you’re the perfect wife, mother, and lover.”

He keeps driving me crazy with his words and kisses.

“Mmmmmmh,” is all I can muster. I’m a moaning, drooling mess.

“I want your ass,” Jackson grunts, licking his lips.

“Yes, please,” I whine.

He throws me over his broad shoulder, yelping and giggling, and takes me to me to our bedroom. First, he reverently removes my shirt, then lowers the straps of my bra. My breasts spill out of the cups, and he cups the full, round globes, kneading and massaging, lowering his head and taking my nipple into his hot mouth. I moan and arch my back, loving the feel of him drinking from me.

Jackson unclasps the front of my nursing bra, and I sigh in relief, as my tits are freed from the cotton fabric.

“That’s it, baby girl. Let it all out. Fill your husband’s mouth with your sweet milk.”

His hands slide down my body, over my generous hips and round, fat ass.

“Look at you. So fucking sexy.”

His large, calloused hands are on my bottom, cupping and squeezing, his fingers sliding between my cheeks, teasing my puckered hole.

“You like that, honey?”

“Yes, please. Give me more.”

He slides his thick fingers lower, pushing two of them inside my soaked pussy.

“Look at you. So wet, so fucking hot, and tight. You’re perfect, Ashley. My sweet, perfect girl.”

Jackson pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, licking them clean, then takes my mouth, making me taste myself.

“Your cunt is the best, sweetheart. Taste your honey.”

Jackson lowers back his head, licking and sucking on my tits, while his hands pull and pinch at my nipples.

“Your tits are the most beautiful things in the world. So full, round, and fucking big. Perfect. Just like your ass.”

“Thank you, baby,” I whimper incoherently.

“I wanna eat your pussy, baby. Wanna taste you so fucking bad.”

He lays me down on the bed, then settles himself between my spread thighs.

“Fucking look at you. Spread, dripping wet, ready for me. Your sweet pussy, and your ass. I’m going to fill both your holes, baby. Give you all my cum, fucking fill you up. Make you fucking scream.”

“Yes, please, Jax,” I beg, writhing.

Jackson runs his fingers through my wet folds and spreads them, exposing my dripping opening.

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