โLast one.โ
Posts by Eleanor Kinsey
๐๐ข๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ช๐ต, ๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ
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๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ฌ
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๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
โAre you well, Eleanor?โ
Yes. No. Iโd rather be at home with my wives and our daughter.
โWe can stop, if you wish?โ
No, no. Someone needs to plan this wedding. I have Celineโs whole life ahead of me.
โAre you well, Eleanor?โ
Yes. No. Iโd rather be at home with my wives and our daughter.
โWe can stop, if you wish?โ
No, no. Someone needs to plan this wedding. I have Celineโs whole life ahead of me.
//alas i only wish i had consistent muse. consistently replying 2-3 days (or longer lol) after the fact is ough
-her nose as those big eyes opened to stare at her.
"Hi babygirl~ I'm Ellie. Can you say Ellie? El-lie"
She knew she wouldn't be saying anything for years yet, but...
Who ever said babytalk was logical?
"She's thrilled! You should have heard the scream when I called her. I still can't hear out of my left ear."
It was only marginally an exaggeration. The youngest Kinsey was known for acting her age, as excitable and bubbly as that was.
Eleanor rocked the baby gently in her arms, gently tapping-
Eleanor stroked the babyโs cheek, her tiny chest rising and falling as she breathed, a precious new life bundled in blankets.
Tears welled up in her eyes, which Eleanor brushed away with her arm.
โSheโsโฆ beautifulโฆโ
Tears welled up in the blondeโs eyes, never taking her gaze off the tiny infant in Joanโs arms.
โC-could I?โ
She was so small. So delicate.
Celine.
Their Celine.
โOh, Joanโฆ sheโs beautiful-โ
โEleanor Kinsey, third part of this throuple, has just arrived at Notre-Dame.
She waved politely on her way in to greet her wives-to-be and their newborn daughterโ
โEleanor Kinsey, third part of this throuple, has just arrived at Notre-Dame.
She waved politely on her way in to greet her wives-to-be and their newborn daughterโ
"WNN Paris reported earlier that during a speech this afternoon, Madame D'Arc's contractions began. She was immediately rushed to the Notre-Dame de Bon Secours maternity ward.
Apart from the obvious discomfort, the Princess is said to be in good health.
We'll give you updates as they come."
My god-
What a woman~
โSomeone said itโs awards season~?โ
Finally conceding and lifting her head up, she took a long breath, gasping at her sister writhing on Markโs face.
โTch- slut~โ
Climbing into the dilfโs lap, rolling her own hips against his sadly no-longer-in-her-mouth cock, she reached up, spreading Ellieโs cheeks and diving in with her tongue~
- working her way down Markโs cock. Sheโd been aware of splashing and of Ellieโs perfect legs disappearing, but she had more important things at hand-
- like satisfying her oral fixation.
Her head bobbed, sliding another inch in even as her lungs and her brain screamed for air.
โOh, ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐บ~โ
Ellie rolled her hips as she felt his tongue on her, grabbing a fistful of his hair and holding on for dear life.
Already pent up from sucking face with her sister, every stroke of his tongue was like lightning.
Under the water, Claire moaned as she felt a hand on her head, slowly-
The younger Kinsey took a breath, slipping beneath the water, eyes fixed on her prize.
God, heโd felt big when it was just her hand, but fuckโฆ
Claire felt her mouth fill with drool as she parted her lips long enough take his head in, barely suppressing the moan that escaped, even underwater.
Claire, ever the more eager to show off, kissed down his neck and along his clavicle as she slid down his body.
Ellie took advantage of her sisterโs departure to pull Markโs face to face her own, nipping and suckling at his bottom lip.
The sisters pressed themselves against him, soft breasts pushed against his solid chest as they took turns kissing him and one another.
Tongues swirled and voices moaned as their hands wandered, each girl having a hand on him, stroking in sync, their fingers locked together.
Before the Crown. Before the Presidency. Before the Papacy. Before Resurrection. Before the Heroine. Before the Saviour. Before the Soldier...
... there was a sweet, innocent girl.
Iโm hardly going to say no to that offer, am I?
Getting you all to myself? Yum, yes please~
Well...
Maybe ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ could~
I believe Daphne and I already claimed her anyway ~
Oh?
My hobby is fucking my si- ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ฆ
A girl needs her hobbies.