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Milo.




"Oh right there, fuck yes Milo!" He grunts when his cock is engulfed by my mouth. "Keep doing that baby, let daddy fuck your pretty little mouth, yess!" He moans harder when I bobbed faster and stroked harder than, I wanted that pleasure too.

His hands in my hair holding me in place as his cock hit the base of my throat making me choke on his large size but I kept going, it felt so good having him in my mouth and choking me.
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"You're so good baby." I stroked faster because I needed liquid encouragement, bobbed on his cock till I felt him arching his back and moaning louder.
lI'm gonna cum!" He releases his load in my mouth, it tasted so good and I took every last drop.

His hand was on my cock, he stroked my shaft faster and in no time I released too, heavily breathing I tried to keep my balance. "Damn that mouth." He mutterd and I chuckle standing up heading to the bathroom.


"Youll be the end of me Mr. LaNoir." He came over and hugged me from behind. "How do you even get a cock that big." I whined but deep down I liked it big. "Stop complaining you love it." I was blushing because he was right I did love it.


"We have to go soon, you promised my mother we would be there." He asserted and I groaned. The liquid encouragement I needed was for meeting the parents of the man I called my boyfriend, at some point husband.

Meeting Ken's mom was nerve-wrecking at first but I pulled through, I liked her and she seemed so down to earth. I already got baby pictures of Ken from her when she got my number, like my grandparents she blew up the chat with love.


We got ready and yet I felt nervous so I wore a casual yet not overly pricey outfit. "Milo you look perfect, you really don't need to look good for anyone but yourself." Ken insisted as he was sitting on the bed.

I scanned myself on the full-length mirror yet again until I turned to face Ken, he was done already with black dress pants and a a white blue button-up. It was easy for him and I was envious.


"Fine, can you check on the boys, they were having cake and I'm sure some of it got on the floor." He turned to leave and I closed the closet, walking to my drawer I picked out studs that could go perfectly with the outfit and the black one did it.

I looked around one last time and took both our phones and Ken's wallet, he always fusses about how real men carry wallets everywhere, I will never understand why though.

Downstairs my energetic monkeys were ready and waiting by the door giggling with their papa. "You guys look awesome." I complimented and they giggled more as I tickled them. I never got bored of it, it was music to my ears.


We walked out to the car and Ken locked up. We now had a shared car besides the other ten in the garage, it was easier so  we always used one for all four of us.

Buckling up the boys was an easy task now since they knew how to do it themselves. All you had to do was double-check, I waved at the couple next door who helped me with the kids.


"You guys ready to meet your other grandparents?" Ken asked, he loved making the boys anticipate anything we were going to do whenever we had the chance to go out as a family.


We went to the park one time and the great Ken Melroe with his celebrity twins set the place ablaze, showing off to other celebrity kids who had claimed Haden had no style.

It was funny watching the little boy cry as Haden posed for the paparazzi, it's baffling how they have time to post about his latest fashion trend and his twin who picks out both their outfits.

They had a field day doing the stunt and the next morning it was all over the news and tabloids. LaNoir twins show off style and money, I hated that headline but it was a once-off thing.


The twins knew values and morals like I was taught by my parents, no matter how much money you may have being humble will never go out of style.


We drove past the semi suburbia houses in the area where Ken's parents lived until we go to a part which seemed more extravagant, It was an area for the rich and famous indeed. "Your parents live lavishly but yet your mom seems so, I don't know." I asserted and he understood what I wanted to say.


"Humble and kind, no silicone filled cheeks or any product, yes my mom is like that, it was dad's idea to keep his status in society so he chose to live here." Ken didn't seem to like the way his father had gone about his life and right now I was sure I didn't too.

"Its ok Ken if things get too heated we'll leave, and if he won't and can't accept us then that's his loss not any of ours alright?" I prodded and he nods and placed a kiss on my hand. It felt so good.

"Dad will they like us?" Haven inquires, he was always inquisitive when new people were to be introduced into the little bubble called our life.

"I'm sure they will love you honey and vanilla." I responded and they smiles toward me with a nod. As they went back to playing with their toys, I only hoped it was true that the older Melroe would indeed like them.

We arrived at the mini mansion Ken had grown up in, along with his siblings Kent and Kate, they stuck to K when naming their children, I wasn't going to judge I named my kids with H.

The moment we climbed out of the car after unbuckling the boys, the front door burst open. "Ken you're here!" A girl who looked similar to Ken's mother screamed as she threw herself on Ken, I assumed it was his sister Kate.


"Hi Kate." Ken answered with equal enthusiasm but no screaming. "This is—." Ken was halted. "Milo LaNoir, oh my goodness I'm such a huge fan, wait till I tell those prissy bitches at school that my brother is dating a celebrity and 6 time award winner, and entrepreneur of the year thrice, you're so cool!" I felt a bit uncomfortable when she recited all that.


The boys were now hanging onto me hiding from the talkative girl. "You must be Haden and Haven, you're on my wallpaper so cool." She spoke kindly but the boys never liked attention unless they invited it and right now they were going to hideaway.


"Stop Kate you're scaring them." She looked as if her bubble of fun deflated but she had to stop. "Hi you must be Kate." I extend my hand and she nods vigorously whilst shaking my hand, I had to chuckle with the amount of antics this girl had been displaying.



"Its ok boys, she's papa's sister." I announced and they smiled slowly coming out of hiding. "Oh you're so much cuter in person, hi I'm Kate your aunt." She exclaimed calmly and the mention of aunt had the boys grinning.


"Don't. Even. Think. About. It." I hears Ken chide as his mother came squealing and laughing, Ken scolds the twins before turning to his mother.


"Look at you being a father, how can you not spoil these cuties, hi boys I'm your grandmother, what do you say we get you some chocolate cookies." I knew they would take the offer and they left with Ken's mother.



"Not too much mom, they already had a snack!" Ken yells at the four who were going into the house. He took my hand and we walked in together. "Papa!" Haden yelled from where he was.

"You're a father?" I froze.

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LMJ

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