I awaken. Or so I think. Samuel Hyde is there, suckling at my breast. Is it a dream? I run my hand through his hair and he looks up at me with those wide green eyes.
"Good boy," I say, and then gasp as he bites down harder. His plump lips, sharp teeth–long, deft tongue! I moan.
"Do you want to put a baby in Mommy?" I murmur, still half asleep as I feel his manhood begin to throb against my leg. Of course I'm not his real mother, but I continue. "Does Baby Sammy want to help make his new sibling?"
Sam nods and emits a noise between a whine and a growl. I can feel the stubble & longer hairs on his chin tracing against my nipples–contrasting with his childish demeanor, and I feel myself getting wet. Reaching down,
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