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𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

I'm in the kitchen washing the dishes looking out the window watching Deano train Deani I see our son run up on Deano and Deano drops him so quickly its ridiculous Deano is 41 regardless of him not looking or moving like it he is how he moves so fast is beyond me I watch them train and they do it for quite a few hours and they come in and Deano says go shower get ready for dinner Deani runs upstairs to do what his father said I say do you think you could be a little softer on him he comes to me and says No and he kisses my head I say Deano he says Nobody will be soft on him I'm teaching him that young I say you don't have to drop him so quickly He says it'll teach him to be faster I say yeah he says yes and he kisses my lips and I return it and we pull away and he says what's for dinner? I say Lasagna baby he says perfect and he kisses my head and goes upstairs to shower by the time I'm taking dinner out their both coming down I say ready? He says yes I make their plates and sit it on the table I pour Deano a glass of wine and myself and I pour Deani some apple juice and I make my plate and we sit together and we eat together afterwards Deano says time for bed I say I'll tuck you in Deano says No you won't I give him a look and I say yes I will and I stand and I take Deani's hand and we make our way upstairs and I take him to his bathroom he brushes his teeth and I take him to his bedroom and I tuck him in and I read him a story until he falls asleep and I kiss his head and leave out leaving the door cracked open I go in our room and he's in bed I close the door and I get in bed he says you gotta stop babying him he's 7 years old for fucks sake I say he's still my baby he says he's 7 far from a baby he's a child if you continue babying him then he'll be soft I'm trying to raise a man I don't need his mommy babying him I say what's that supposed to mean? He says for one stop tucking him in and reading the boy bedtime stories I say fine he says I'm not saying it to be mean I'm saying it with his best interest at heart I say okay I'm sorry he lifts my chin and he says don't be sorry just don't do it and he kisses my lips and I return it and he deepens it and I can't help but moan into his mouth and he lifts my gown and pulls his cock out and he slips into me and he fucks me


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