Delphine just stared at the two lovingly, though most of her gaze and love was directed to her baby. "Such a happy little thing. It's so cure when you talk to Deen like that." She cooed, stroking the baby's hair. Another cloud of dust and dirt came loose from their wild locks and she chuckled at the sight. "You need a bath, sweetheart. Though I think the water would just turn to pure mud since there's so much dirt on you." She chuckled.<br/><br/>Phoebe moaned happily as the two worked hard in unison to keep giving it to her. "His cock is so good too." She groaned out, tightly gripping the couch once more. Her face was still pressed up against the the cushion, her breasts heaving away with heaving breaths and the thrusts she was still receiving. "Oh you boys are so good to me." She panted, rolling her hips back on Demos to meet his movements.