1. A New Day, A New You part 6


    Date: 5/24/2016, Categories: Fiction, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Latina, Oral Sex, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    no. “Daddy I miss Mr. Wiggle nose,” Christy tells me reminding me of her former pet. “I know baby but you were good to him, you even let him go swimming in a pool,” for two hours where he drowned,” Now what you need to do is tell the rest of our family you’re sorry because you weren’t being nice.” “And we are nice to our family because they take care of us,” Christy says and I walk her down stairs to the rest of the family in the living room. Apologies are made, hugs are given and received and once the children are outside and onto other things I am pulled aside by Rachael. “What did you say to her,” Rachael asks quietly. “I let her hit me, then Daddy fell down hurt. Christy is a good girl and when she realized what she did that’s when we talked,” I explain getting a head shake from Rachael. “Her anger isn’t a learning experience,” Rachael admonishes me playfully. “Take it from the man who redefined ‘rage issues’ it can be. Let’s go see what we can do about the Mommy to be,” I say pinching her ass. Days pass and I get a few emails from Stuart talking about people reacting to his new look and mentality. He scrapped with this Richard kid and shockingly, well not really, he mopped the floor with him. He talks about how he took a few hits and now Richard is trying to be a real friend, I have serious doubts but don’t list them in my reply. I state that I trust his judgment and will help when asked and needed. Most important thing on my mind is school; all four of my babies get to ...
    go to school with Esme finally starting kindergarten. I’m expecting the same nonsense about how I shouldn’t have taught my children reading before school or advancing their learning but fuck that nonsense. I don’t do my work out that morning, I barely eat breakfast, I simply help my wives with the list of what to prepare and what to make for lunches. Odd point for me is all my kids want me to make their lunches; I go through the whole thing like the master of sandwiches and get all of it assembled when Kori, Rachael and I take the first trip to school with the kids as Imelda follows us on her bike. We barely get parked as Imelda pulls ‘her’ baby from the SUV and starts going into what I like to call, Mommy separation mode. I hear it stand there and listen to it all as we go down the lists with the kids about what is expected from them. Such as Murphy and Connor are not to be teaming up against their teacher and making life difficult. Christy is to play nice and focus on her teacher when she’s talking. Esme on the other hand is dumped on with Imelda’s giant ass list of worries and memory checks for everything. We send the kids off and I have to place my hand on Imelda’s arm to stop her from following Esmeralda to her class. As soon as they are all out of sight I have to hold a crying wife as she tries to hold it in that her baby is growing. We finally get Imelda calmed down and I snap her back to her senses easily. “Honey why don’t you take the SUV back with Kori and Rachael ...
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