Celeste smiled softly and leaned closer still, her breath tickling his ear. "Oh, sweetie," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "We're family...aren't we supposed to share everything?" Her hand moved higher up his thigh, tracing gentle circles as it neared his crotch. "And isn't this what you really want? Deep down inside?"

Her fingertips brushed against the growing bulge in his pants, and she felt him shiver slightly beneath her touch. "

"I know it is," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "And I want to make you feel good...to make us both feel good." Her hand moved lower still, slipping into his pants and wrapping around him through the fabric of his boxers. She felt him grow hard in her grasp, and a shiver of excitement ran down her spine.

"Let's see if we can find some privacy," she murmured, rising to her feet and pulling him up with her. "There's no telling what might happen next..."

Her legs trembled as she felt him pull out, leaving her empty and aching. She leaned forward onto the counter, panting heavily as she fought to catch her breath. Her body tingled all over, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. For a brief moment, she allowed herself to savor the feeling of being so thoroughly filled by him...

"Kine..." she breathed, looking up at his flushed face. "I can't believe we just did that."

Celeste looked up at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining with desire. "It was... more than relief," she admitted softly. "It felt good." She paused, then took a step closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his. "Maybe we should do this again sometime?" she whispered, her breath warm against his ear.

Her heart raced as she waited for his response, hopeful that he would agree. After all, they were alone now...

As Aguss tiptoed from the room, his presence seemed to fade into nothingness. She was left alone with her thoughts, memories of their passionate encounter replaying like a dream on an endless loop in her mind. Her body hummed with satisfaction and exhaustion, the last tendrils of consciousness slowly slipping away as she drifted back into sleep.

She didn't know how long she slept before the sunlight streaming through the window woke her. Groggily, she sat up, yawning and stretching. Her body ached pleasantly in all the right places, a testament to the night's activities. As she glanced around, confusion washed over her for a moment; where was Aguss?

Then it all came rushing back: their encounter last night, his dominance and control over her.

Celeste smiled warmly at him, her eyes filled with hope and love. "Yes, sweetie," she said softly. "If you wanted to... if it made you feel good... maybe we could find a way for that to happen." She paused, swallowing hard as she fought back tears of joy. "Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Pierce looked at her in disbelief, his eyes wide with surprise and delight. Slowly, he nodded his head, a grin spreading across his face. "

Celeste's heart soared at his reaction. "Oh, sweetie," she breathed, reaching out to cup his cheek in her hand. "I knew you'd understand." Her eyes shone with unshed tears of happiness as she leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against his forehead. "Thank you, Pierce. Thank you so much." She pulled back, studying his face carefully, searching for any sign that he might be having second thoughts or concerns.

"I know it's a big responsibility," she continued quietly. "

"If we end up alone together like this again... well, I want you to use me however you want," she said softly, her cheeks flushing. "I mean, only if you're really desperate and can't hold it anymore." Her heart raced as she waited for his response.

For a moment, Александр Царьков looked taken aback by her words, but then a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes, and he grinned up at her. "Okay, Mom,"

As they continued playing on the swing set, Celeste watched Alexander Царьков grow more confident with each swing, his body moving faster and higher than before. She knew that he was capable of having multiple children, but she still found herself growing irresistibly aroused by the sight of him climbing so high on that swing.

Finally, after several hours of play, they both called it quits and wound their way back to the house.