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Lord Mark Krieg organized the dining room as his wife cooked for his main group. "Inviting them, the M-san Bunch, to the biggest feast in Furwaukee this year, along with the main Krieg family" he thought. "Well, I did turn 20 earlier, so let's end with a bang!" Virginia "Ginger" Krieg was planning to get quite overwhelmed with the food she must make, but has reluctantly let Raia help babysit Mark's son she helped birth. "A feast with Mark's group this year," she asked to one of the window's reflections. "I don't get how we'll fit in one room, let alone everywhere." A young, festive Chelsea cub looked around excitedly as she saw decorations through most of the main floor. "Doesn't this look exciting," she asked to her mother figure Raia, who was cradling Mannrol in her arms. Raia sighed at the energetic 4-month old cub full of pure delight. "Chelsea, your father and I've been planning this for months, so act ladylike for your parents, especially Lord Mark," she said. Chelsea grew a fussier facial expression at the term. "What does that term mean to you," she asked.

Raia rolled her eyes from Chelsea's much more stubborn, but innocent nature. "Chelsea, remember the rule of paw guide. If you want somebody to treat you with respect, be sure to act polite, as well as courteous," she said. "It works for me when I've seen your dad... (Raia begins blushing.)" Chelsea giggled a bit from the rosy red cheeks that she saw. "Tee he! Your cheeks just turned pink," she said. Raia looked in the living room mirror and immediately gasped a bit. "She's right; even mentioning him gets me- No, I can't say it in front of her," she thought. Raia slowly panted as thoughts of Mark now raced through her mind. "Snap out of it," she quietly said to herself. Mannrol woke up from his nap, smiling at his aunt as his small eyes blinked when he yawned. Raia sighed as she saw him opening his eyes. (Her blush fades.) "Let's get you milk," she said as she brushed his scalp with a soft lick. Alexandré stepped in the room and waved to them. "Raia! Chelsea! I'm glad you came early," he said. Raia nodded as she continued cradling Mark's first son.

"Of course," she said to him. "I would feel bad if I weren't on time for the feast and its preparations." Alexandré peacefully smiled as he picked up Chelsea, who was smiling at him in particular. "How's my favorite cheetah," he asked. Chelsea jealously glanced towards Mannrol and then quietly responded, "It's all right, but I don't think it's fun." Alexandré frowned a bit as he hugged the cub. "Would you like to help decorate cookies," he asked. Chelsea's face lit up with excitement as she gazed in his eyes. "I would love that," she said. "As long as I can stay in your arms." Alexandré nodded in agreement as he kissed her cheek. "That's fine by me," he said. Raia watched Alexandré and Chelsea leave the living room and then carried Mannrol upstairs to feed him milk. "Let me start nurturing you,my nephew," she said. Mannrol's eyes were sparkling as he saw her take off her top. "..." Raia locked the door and began a breast massage. "Always remember; you're God's gift to Mark," she said as she began breastfeeding the boy.

Meanwhile, at Mark's Side...

Mark watched Ginger presenting a big plate with a lid to him. "What have you brought," he asked. Ginger smiled at her husband as she showed him the decorative plate meant for the guests. "I brought a signature to the table: Lord Aku's recipe he would usually make each year," she said. Mark saw the red and orange flames decorated at the sides of the big cake. "You've impressed me, Virginia," he said. "No one else has ever made that in centuries." Ginger nodded as she hugged her husband, who gave her a kiss on the lips. "Oh, M-sama," she flirted to him. "Let's make love. I wish to have another child." Mark looked at the grandfather clock in the dining room and gave a small nod. "Consider it a reward for your work," he said. Ginger felt her heart race with excitement as he held her hand while they were both walking upstairs. "Let's keep this quick," she said. Mark knew how much this meant to his wife, who already felt rather worn out. (Mark's hand turns the door's knob.) "Shall we, my love," he asked while entering first.

Ginger's face blushed immediately from a couple of thoughts that were little more than sexual. "Maybe we'll have some red ribbon bondage," she thought. "After all, we get pretty kinky..." Mark watched his wife strip her pants first, revealing that she did not wear a pair of panties. "Planning this out, already," teased Mark, who mounted his wife onto the bed for breeding, with his huge cock next to her sensitive rectum, if she felt like anal sex after he ejaculated in her vagina when he finished in there first. "Someone's on the naughty list indeed." Ginger nodded to her husband as he kissed her on the neck. "It does feel more comfortable at times, but only in a few conditions," she said. "I mean, I worked damn hard on that cake!" Next, Mark rubbed the erect head of his cock near her vagina, teasing her with a sluggish entry as his hands groped her breasts with a bra and white shirt. "Let's start the interbreeding," he said. Ginger slowly panted as his cock suddenly hit her G-spot on cue. "He did not even hesitate to rub his cock's head on my walls," she thought as she came.

Mark felt his wife already ejaculating from the deep G-spot in her vagina he knew where it laid. "Now that I'm 19" long these days, finding that sweet spot is easier," he thought. Ginger's nails pinched the sheets with each moan of arousal that rang through Mark's ears. "Deeper," she requested. Mark obliged and went even deeper in his wife, who felt him go balls deep. "Virginia was a bit lucky she got the longer vagina," he thought. Without this surgery, Ginger would only fit not even half of Mark, but they successfully planned this out for creating offspring. "Don't those balls slapping against you feel good with each thrust stimulating your soft, wet pussy," Mark teased to his wife. Ginger continued moaning as she felt him get close to an orgasm. "I can see it," she thought. "A Garchomp son might be created. I will finally have a child with my flesh..." Mark went all out while climaxing as he knocked her up with pounds of cum from the impregnating cream pie's intensity. "That should give you the dream son," he said.

Ginger's legs were quivering as she dripped his seed. "Mark Krieg, you sexy stallion... I'm full of cum now," she said. Mark saw the seductive smile on her face to show her satisfaction. "Thh- Thh Thank you," she groaned. Mark sighed as he pulled out of his wife. "Sure thing. You can stay up here," he said. Ginger quietly moaned as she rolled to one side. "Thanks to you, I have all of the cum-pany needed," she said. "I'll lock the door for you..."

To Be Continued