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While in the kitchen a week before Christmas, Molly is setting up to make her famous Holiday cookies. Holiday music plays in the background as Molly sets out her cooling racks, bowls, utensils, and ingredients to make her famous cookies. “Oh, biscuits! I am out of milk.” Thinking that she now needed to go to the store for milk. A frustrated Molly whips off her apron, and heads to her bedroom to get shoes and her purse. Molly mumbles to herself as she slips her shoes on and grabs her purse. “Of all the days to run out of milk. I have asked repeatedly for that stepson of mine to add the food he finishes off to the list. How hard can it be to tell Alexa to add milk to the grocery list? I don’t care if he is 20 years old, he deserves a spanking for showing me such disrespect.” As Molly walks back towards the other side of the house to get to the garage, her anger builds over the situation. Just as she is opening the door from the house to the garage, she hears the front door open. “Hey Molly, I am home.”
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With fire in her eyes, Molly stomps towards the entrance of the house. “You little boy, are in some serious trouble! How dare you disrespect me like that!” Startled and confused Molly’s stepson drops his bag and holds up both hands in a surrender action. “What are you talking about Molly?”, he asks. Feeling her face heat with anger, Molly gets in her stepson personal bubble and pokes a finger in his chest. “First, you will go back to calling me mommy Molly. Just cause your dad left us, does not mean you ain’t my little boy. Second, you drank all the milk and did not add it to the list. Now I have to go brave the grocery store at this hour, so I can make my famous milk cookies.” So upset and angry, Molly begins to cry. Her stepson immediately wraps his arms around her. “Don’t cry mommy Molly. I am sorry for upsetting you, I promise I will do better. But how can I make it better now, so that you stop crying?” In that very moment, as Molly tries to calm down, she takes deep breaths and every time she exhales, she feels something poking her belly. Molly leans back a little bit to look at his face, she can see his desire and want in his eyes. “Baby boy, is that that for me?” stutters Molly. “Yeah mommy, it is.” A shiver runs down Molly spine. “Now, how can I help you get some milk for your famous cookies?” A full blush begins to cover Molly’s face and chest. “Well…, mommy has a condition. If you…you suck on my breast while I am cumming, I...I produced milk.” “Oh, mommy I am going to have to make you cum multiple times in order for us get enough milk for your cookies.” Molly’s pussy begins to throb. “Yeah, baby boy you will.” With a devious smirk on his face, he leads Molly to her bedroom. “Come on mommy, let’s get started making milk.”
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