-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 baby’s 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.

“She’s… beautiful…”

Tears welled up in the blonde’s eyes, never taking her gaze off the tiny infant in Joan’s arms.

“C-could I?”

She was so small. So delicate.

Celine.

Their Celine.

“Oh, Joan… she’s beautiful-“

Finally conceding and lifting her head up, she took a long breath, gasping at her sister writhing on Mark’s face.

“Tch- slut~”

Climbing into the dilf’s lap, rolling her own hips against his sadly no-longer-in-her-mouth cock, she reached up, spreading Ellie’s cheeks and diving in with her tongue~

- working her way down Mark’s cock. She’d been aware of splashing and of Ellie’s 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.

“Oh, 𝘋𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺~”

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, he’d felt big when it was just her hand, but fuck…

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 sister’s departure to pull Mark’s 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.

I’m hardly going to say no to that offer, am I?

Getting you all to myself? Yum, yes please~