Cream Heart took a sip of the tea, and signed contentedly. Chamomile had never been a flavor she was particularly fond of, but it was clearly Posey’s favorite and she definitely made a better pot than most. Cream sipped again, reflecting on how the warm, soothing flavor was an excellent match to her currently absent host.
As if in response to her thoughts on Posey, the rhythmic thumping that had been coming from the kitchen for several minutes suddenly increased in tempo, becoming louder and more frantic. Cream, well experienced with the source of the noise, noted the change and began counting down in her head. She was pleasantly pleased when the noises ceased right when she expected, to be replaced with muffled grunts and one brief, high pitched squeal.
Silence descended on the house again. Cream finished the tea in her cup, and placed it gently back on the saucer. The sound of footsteps drew her eyes upward, and she smiled as her son rounded the corner. “There you are,” she said cheerfully. “I was starting to wonder where you had gone. Did you thank Mrs. Shy for her hospitality?”
“Just twice,” Button said, his erection twitching slightly. “I thought I should save some thanks for the other mothers you want to visit today.”
“I suppose. But then she did make a lot of tea.” Cream carefully poured another cup, and settled back into her chair. “Maybe you could thank her again while I finish this off.”
Button smiled. “Sure, I can do that.” He paused, looking back into the kitchen. “Do you think I should wake her up first?”
Cream shrugged. “If you want. But remember, a proper thanks is about making ponies feel warmth inside.” She grinned evilly. “So either way, be sure that’s what you do.”
Button nodded, and disappeared into the room behind him. Cream felt her ears twitch slightly as the silence once again gave way to a thumping noise.
In the other room, Cream Heart is casually sipping tea, smiling to herself as she listens to Button violently rearranging Posey’s insides with his dick.
I could see that happening. Like, Cream Heart discovers a bunch of other mothers in town are beginning to get suspicious and comment on how close she is to her son, so she arranges seemingly innocuous get togethers with all of them and brings Button along to make sure no one will be spreading gossip about the two of them anytime soon.
In the other room, Cream Heart is casually sipping tea, smiling to herself as she listens to Button violently rearranging Posey’s insides with his dick.
Awesome work!
I wanna see what happens with the other milfs.
That could be a great fanfic!