Page 49 of Secret Twins for the Alien Dad

“Yes…” she moans as my hand slips beneath the lip of her pants. “Oh, yes.”

“Fuck, Myra.” Just grazing the outer lips of her pussy, I’m pleasantly shocked. “You’re so fucking wet already.”

She moans as two of my fingers slide into her. Slowly and carefully, I move them in and out of her. Myra pulls away from our kiss to moan directly into my ear.

“Just like that, Zair. Just like…”

“It’s not too –”

“It’s perfect, keep – oh!”

Her moans grow louder and louder as my fingers work her pussy. To my surprise, she manages to get wetter and wetter. I can’t just let my fingers have all the fun.

I pull my fingers out of her and start kissing her neck. Myra doesn’t even have time to complain before the moans return. Then I begin my trek, kissing my way down her body. Quick pecks on her shoulder. Quick pecks on her chest. Quick pecks on her pregnant stomach.

As my lips reach her waist, I slowly slide her pants and undergarments down her legs. Above me, Myra moans with anticipation.

I place a hand on either one of her thighs, slowly spreading her legs apart. Her pussy is just as perfect as I remember it. I don’t wait a second longer. I bring my mouth to her lips.

I hold myself back again. Her taste, her wetness, is intoxicating. But I must be careful. I can’t let myself get carried away and potentially harm the babies.

Slowly, I extend my tongue into her. Myra releases a soft moan into the room. My tongue slides along her insides, softly flicking the roof of her pussy.

Myra’s body begins to lightly squirm. Each movement of my tongue results in a corresponding twitch of her body. Her mouth is open in a constant moan.

I start to lift my head up from her, but Myra has other ideas. Her hands grasp onto my horns. She pushes my face back down to her pussy, while her legs tighten on either side of my head.

Quickly, I pick up on her order and follow eagerly. I slide my tongue back between her pussy lips as Myra coos above me. I resume my action of softly flicking my tongue within her.

It’s not long before her moans grow louder and louder. Until suddenly, Myra’s moans grow silent. Her whole body starts to shake until she goes limp.

I lift my head up to see Myra’s face is now beet red. She smirks at me as she tries to catch her breath.

“So, you liked that, huh?” I gloat.

“Yes, very much so. Wow…”

“Well, I’m not done yet.”

“Good.”

I start to crawl my way back up her body. I grab the bottom of her shirt and start to lift it up, exposing her body little by little.

“Wait,” Myra calls out. “Wait… Wait…”

“What?”

“I… I just… I’mverypregnant –”

“I know.”

“I don’t look as good as the last time you saw me…”

“Trust me, Myra. You’re beautiful.” I pull the shirt up her body as I move. I pull it off her completely and toss it to the side as she removes her bra.

This time, I can’t control myself. As soon as I see them spring free, my hand grabs hold of her tits. She begins to moan again as I squeeze them in my palms.

I bring my mouth down and wrap my lips around her left breast. My tongue slowly circles around her nipple as it begins to harden. Meanwhile, my fingers start to pinch her other nipple.

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