Demyan
"Do you think we'll still be able to go clubbing once I'm big and round?" Malia sighed as I spooned her as we cuddled under the sheets.
I nodded, "I think so but I wouldn't want you to go clubbing at that stage."
"I'm sure your parents snuck out," she snickered. "They are so cute, I haven't seen my parents have that much fun ever to be honest."
"They have too much fun," I chuckled, "That's where we inherited it from."
"Well I'm happy they're here. At least it means I can spend a few more days with you," she turned slightly to press a kiss against my lips.
The silky nightdress she wore felt exotic against my skin as her back was pressed against my chest and her fine little booty was pressed up against an area I was very much trying to ignore. It felt wrong to have sex with Malia knowing I had been ravaged by Ethan the previous night and I could tell by the way she was pressed up against my body that that was what she wanted.
