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"I want you leaking my seed, baby girl. Did you bring some tampons with you?"
She tilted her head. "Yes, but I'm not on mother nature at the moment."
I got up and headed to the bathroom. Taking a peek inside her cream-colored makeup bag, I picked up a yellow-covered wrapped tampon.
Returning to my original position, I spread her legs, exposing her sweet cunt, and ran the tip of my angry cock along her slit. I teased her before shoving it inside, and the gasp that she let out nearly killed me. My thumb found her clit as I sat inside her, and she shoved my hand away. I returned it, and her eyes closed. I found so much joy in witnessing her whine. It was almost addictive. My thumb tortured her, and tears plucked at the corner of her eyes. Shoving my thumb into her mouth, she sucked, and I pulled out before ramming back into her. I could never hold on for long with her. Her tightness was a blessing and a curse. In one final thrust, I erupted, and hot liquid flowed through her.
My cock pulsed against her walls. "That's my girl. Take daddy's cum. You're such a good fucking girl."
I grabbed the tampon and ripped the wrapping from it. Her eyes widened, and I pulled out, my flesh dripping. I shoved the blue plastic tampon inside and extracted the plastic casing before leaning back to admire my work. She lifted her head, unsuccessfully peering over her large belly.
"You plugged me?" A hint of shock coated her words.
Leaning over, I caught her bottom lip between my teeth. "Fuck yeah. Are you daddy's little cum dumpster?"
She nodded and nestled her head back into the soft pillow.
"Good girl."
Brooklyn
Two Years Later
I tiptoed through the halls, extra careful not to wake the twins. I peeked into their bedroom and listened to the nanny’s soothing voice melt the twins into a dream-like sleep. The room smelled like vanilla and lavender, and she sat in a rocking chair between the two beds. I took in their room as I leaned my head against the doorframe. Their wooded names hung on a plaque above each of their beds. Everyone said I would have my hands full with two twin boys, but Carter ensured never to leave me neglected and on my own. He interviewed over fifty nannies just to find the perfect one and flew her in from Europe. Her name was Margaret, and she had a gentle touch, soft eyes, and a stern hand when needed. I lingered for a little longer, unable to take my eyes off the two precious humans sound asleep. Carter loved the names Jayce and Jake, so that’s what we named them. One was obsessed with Legos and the other dinosaurs. Although they were twins, they were two different peas in a pod. My phone buzzed, and I retrieved it from my back pocket.
Carter:I’m almost home, baby. Are the twins down?
Me:Yes, daddy.
Carter:Good. Daddy’s been saving his seed for over a week, and he’s going to fill you up tonight. Be there in 20 minutes.
Read the rest of the Carter’s and Brooklyn’s extended epilogue HERE
(https://rebrand.ly/daddysbreederepilogue)
If you are already a subscriber of the Good Girls Club please refer to the email that was sent out on 5/19 with the extended epilogue.
