“Cheers!” Melissa and Spence say, while we all take a sip of our drinks.

Melissa coos from her spot on the blanket, and I bend down to give her a kiss on her forehead before Jasmine and I kiss briefly on the lips.

“There’s more where that came from later,” she whispers in my ear.

I know she means that she’s going to show her appreciation for me in a very up close and personal way as soon as the kids are asleep and we’re alone.

I smile, loving my life and feeling so grateful for it. It’s amazing that I have a mix of love and lust and that I feel secure in my family, and they feel secure in me.

Spence and I talk about the shapes we can see in the clouds as we finish eating. We make a game out of it, giving each other a point for each shape we name.

“That one looks like giraffe mixed with an elephant,” he announces.

“I think that might be cheating,” I tell him with a laugh. “But okay, you can have the point.”

After we wrap up the game and lunch, Spence wants me to fly a kite with him, so I do, running across the green lawn of the park with him as the kite goes high up in the sky.

It makes a beautiful sight. I was afraid it would be too windy to fly the kite, but the weather is cooperating with us, because this day is truly perfect.

Jasmine carries Melissa over and she’s old enough now to chuckle along with us. We all laugh and cheer as the kite flies above us, until finally Spencer gets tired and needs a break.

We go back to the blanket and drink some water as I marvel at how lucky I am to have this moment with my family, and I can’t help but tear up a bit as I look over at them, feeling so blessed.

“Awww, my brave, strong man is crying,” Jasmine says, as she comes over and gives me a hug.

“Are you surprised?” I ask her.

“Yes,” she admits. “It’s not like you. But I love it.”

“Good, because I love you.”

“I love you too,” she says.

I hug the kids again and tell them I love each of them.

“Love you too, Daddy,” Spencer says back.

We spend the rest of the afternoon flying the kite, rolling down the hill in the grass and pushing Melissa in the baby swing.

I can’t help but want yet another baby, and I wonder if Jasmine feels the same yet. I’ve been feeling like that for awhile now, although Jasmine has been a bit more reluctant.

I understand why she wouldn’t want to have to go through pregnancy again so soon after having Melissa, but I hope now that it’s been awhile, she might reconsider.

Sometimes I wonder if I want another baby because I missed Spencer being a newborn, but other times I think I would anyway.

I think we have enough love to raise three kids… if not more. We’ve done such a great job with these two, after all. I’ve done my best to make up for the lost time with Spence, and I’ve been here for Melissa since day one.

Jasmine walks over and says, “Should we start packing up?”

“Yeah,” I say, but she must catch the look on my face and she seems to always know what I’m thinking.

“You still want another baby, don’t you?” she asks.

“I sure do,” I tell her, as I take ahold of her hand.

She squeezes it as I ask, “Do you?”

“Sometimes,” she admits, and I smile, knowing that I’m getting closer to my goal.

We quickly put everything in the car, including the kids, and I look around at the scenic view of the park one more time before getting in to drive.

The sun is setting as we head home and I enjoy the sight of our house being lit by the orange and red colors of the sunset as we come up around the bed.

We watch some TV before Jasmine announces that it’s time for bed.

Spence grumbles a little but Jasmine says he can play a videogame while she gives Melissa a bath, and he soon acquiesces. I go to the bathroom that’s attached to our master bedroom, to take a shower.

After Spencer and Melissa are down for the night, Jasmine and I have the house to ourselves. She quickly jumps in the shower herself and comes out wearing a thin nightgown that looks amazing on her.

“Now it’s time to thank you for being such an amazing father and husband,” she says, as she locks our bedroom door.

“Oh yeah?” I ask her. “Just how do you plan to do that?”

“Well, I think you need a BJ for Father’s Day.”

“That sounds like a great gift,” I agree. “Even though you’ve already given me so many.”

“This one is very important,” she says, as she gets down on the floor on her knees.

Her face looks so gorgeous as she looks up at me. There’s a hint of mischief in her eyes as she slowly unbuttons my trousers. She pulls them off, revealing my boxers that have barely been able to contain the big bulge inside.

Her fingers slide lightly over it and I felt a sense of pleasure rush through me. With her whole hands, she tugs gently on my boxers until they reveal my cock.

“Hell yeah,” my beautiful wife whispers softly. “This is one of the many reasons I love being married to you.”

As if mesmerized by it, she runs a finger slowly along its length before squeezing it softly with admiration.

My breath hitches as my wife’s tongue wraps around my cock, feeling soft and wet. Her lips seal around the tip of it and I feel myself get even harder as she takes more of me into her mouth.

Her head moves up slowly before moving back down with a gentle bobbing motion, alternating between long licks up and down the entire length of what feels like every inch in-between. Each movement is sending pleasure through my body until I can hardly handle it anymore.

I grab a fistful of my wife’s thick hair and moan out her name as I say, “Oh, yes. Fucking yes. Suck harder like the little whore I love you like to be for me as my wife.”

Ever so obediently, she increases the suction, drawing me in even deeper as she sucks. I reach down and put my hand under the top of her nightgown so that I’m grab ahold of her big tits and bouncing them around in my hands as my cock is jammed all the way down her throat.

She moans and hums, her voice muffled by my big dick inside her mouth.

“Yeah, you like when your husband squeezes your nipples, don’t you?” I ask her, as I take them in between my fingers and play with them. “You like when I pinch them?”

“Yes,” she tries to say, but it comes out in a grunty muffle.

She reaches her hand up and plays with my balls as I fuck her mouth. My dick is filling it up and poking out of one of her cheeks as I do so.

I can tell that she’s choking some. Tears start to stream out of her eyes but she doesn’t stop sucking me or playing with me. And she doesn’t move away as I keep squeezing her erect nipples.

“Good girl,” I tell her, looking down at her crying eyes as I jam my cock even further into her mouth. “Keep taking your husband’s cock and giving me that good Father’s Day head. Keep sucking me off nice and hard like that.”

She nods and keeps at it, deepthroating me now so good that I know I’m about to cum soon.

“Oh, yeah, fuck, just like that,” I say, as she squeezes and massages my balls.

She moans while I rub her nipple in between my fingers and I can feel the familiar tug beneath my balls as an orgasm starts to wash over me.

“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming,” I tell her, as I pulse with pleasure until I’m completely spent.

She swallows my load like a champion, gulping it all down while I hold her hair back with one hand while still squeezing one of her breasts with my other hand.

“Good girl,” I praise her. “I love how you take my whole load like that, and swallow it all down and lick me clean.”

She gives me one more squeeze of my balls, as if to make sure she’s gotten everything out. And then she sucks any remaining cum out of the head of my cock, just the way I like it.

My wife pulls away and smiles up at me with pride before licking her lips in satisfaction. She stands up and kisses me deeply, so that I can taste myself in her mouth.

“That was so hot,” I tell her.

“Happy Father’s Day,” she says. “I hope you liked your gift.”

“I loved it,” I admit. “But now I’m already ready for more.”

But just then Melissa starts to cry. We laugh as I throw my clothes back on and Jasmine goes to wash up.

I walk into Melissa’s nursery and find her trying to crawl up onto the side to get to me. I take her in my arms and nuzzle her against my chest.

“Shhhh,” I tell her, to calm her down. “Daddy’s here. It’s all right. You’re safe in my arms.”

She sighs contentedly and her eyelids start to droop as I look around at her nursery. In the glow of the moonlight, I can see all the familiar sights, which make me feel comfortable and peaceful.

The room is decorated in airy hues of pastel pink and white. A plush white rug covers the floor with a few scattered toys strewn about, as if inviting her little feet to explore.

Against one wall stands a white crib adorned in soft blue sheets lined in fluffy clouds, while against an opposite wall sits a tall bookcase full of books awaiting story time. In the corner is my daughter’s favorite rocking chair, filled with her pet stuffed animals that she loves to take for rides during naptime.

“Naaaa,” she cries out softly, looking and pointing towards the rocking chair.

Crap, she’s hungry, I think.

“Na-nas” are what she and Jasmine call nursing.

Just then, Jasmine comes in.

“Hey,” I say, smiling softly at her. “Sorry. I thought I could get Melissa to fall back asleep but it seems she’s hungry.”

“No problem,” Melissa says, taking her from my arms. “You should go relax and enjoy the rest of your Father’s Day night.”

“I won’t be able to enjoy it until we can pick up where we just left off,” I tell her with a smile and a wink.

She smiles back at me as I bend down to kiss Melissa.

“Okay, as soon as she’s back asleep.”

“Good night, Baby,” I tell Melissa, as she smiles up at me happily.

I check in on Spence and see him sleeping soundly. I still go give him a kiss on the top of his head as well.

Then as I walk back into Jasmine’s and my room, open the chest of drawers to make sure the handcuffs I plan to use on my wife soon are in there, I know that I truly am the happiest guy on the planet, to be able to have such an amazing baby, son and wife on Father’s Day and always.

And I’m determined to make another baby with my amazing wife very soon.

Hopefully tonight, in fact.

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