Betty Horson sat comfortably by the sparkling blue pool, her hand gently cradling her noticeably bloated belly as the warm sun enveloped her in its golden embrace. The tranquility of the moment was soon brightened by the arrival of Beatrice, who emerged from the patio doors, her radiant golden hair catching the sunlight and shimmering like a halo. Trailing behind her were her lively seven-year-old twins, their laughter filling the air with an infectious joy.
The younger twin, a spirited girl with bright blue eyes that sparkled with mischief, giggled excitedly and exclaimed, "It’s snack time!" Her voice danced with enthusiasm as she skipped forward. Beatrice's face softened with affection as she bent down, planting a playful kiss on her daughter’s button nose, eliciting a delighted squeal that echoed in the warm afternoon air.
Beatrice unhooked her jaw then when the girls head was in her throat began easing in the shoulders. After a few minutes all that was left were the feet. Beatrice gave them a lick with her tounge eliciting a giggle from her daughter
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