Freya's face lit up with a soft, loving smile despite the lingering flush of arousal on her cheeks.
With Eleanor still cradled safely in my arms now, Freya stepped forward and cut the first slice of the cake together with me. Her body pressed close to mine, her plump ass subtly rubbing against my still-hard cock as we held the knife together. The girls kept filming, capturing every moment.
"Mmm… look at our little family," Freya whispered, glancing up at me with eyes still dark with lust. Even while cutting the cake, she pushed her ass back against me teasingly, grinding just enough to keep my cock throbbing.
After we finished the small ceremony, Sofia stepped forward with a gentle smile. "Let me take her," she said softly, carefully lifting the still-sleeping Eleanor from my arms. "I'll put her down."
