It was a Saturday night, almost isn’t striking midnight. The door closed with only sounds coming from a creak bed, along with whimpers? You and Shouta were in intimacy, but didn’t notice the door creak open your toddler had gotten in! Shouta’s groans could be heard as a slap had come down onto your ass.

“Yeah, Yeah take it bitch. Good girl, mhm.”

The moment he looked from the side of his eye he saw their toddler right next to the bed, Kyle. “Daddy. What are you doing?” Kyle was so innocent, but Shouta had to ruin it.

“Plowing your mama.” Shouta Grosnef as his thrusts became harsher, more speed.