As Aguss tiptoed from the room, his presence seemed to fade into nothingness. She was left alone with her thoughts, memories of their passionate encounter replaying like a dream on an endless loop in her mind. Her body hummed with satisfaction and exhaustion, the last tendrils of consciousness slowly slipping away as she drifted back into sleep.

She didn't know how long she slept before the sunlight streaming through the window woke her. Groggily, she sat up, yawning and stretching. Her body ached pleasantly in all the right places, a testament to the night's activities. As she glanced around, confusion washed over her for a moment; where was Aguss?

Then it all came rushing back: their encounter last night, his dominance and control over her.

Celeste smiled warmly at him, her eyes filled with hope and love. "Yes, sweetie," she said softly. "If you wanted to... if it made you feel good... maybe we could find a way for that to happen." She paused, swallowing hard as she fought back tears of joy. "Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Pierce looked at her in disbelief, his eyes wide with surprise and delight. Slowly, he nodded his head, a grin spreading across his face. "

Celeste's heart soared at his reaction. "Oh, sweetie," she breathed, reaching out to cup his cheek in her hand. "I knew you'd understand." Her eyes shone with unshed tears of happiness as she leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against his forehead. "Thank you, Pierce. Thank you so much." She pulled back, studying his face carefully, searching for any sign that he might be having second thoughts or concerns.

"I know it's a big responsibility," she continued quietly. "

"If we end up alone together like this again... well, I want you to use me however you want," she said softly, her cheeks flushing. "I mean, only if you're really desperate and can't hold it anymore." Her heart raced as she waited for his response.

For a moment, Александр Царьков looked taken aback by her words, but then a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes, and he grinned up at her. "Okay, Mom,"

As they continued playing on the swing set, Celeste watched Alexander Царьков grow more confident with each swing, his body moving faster and higher than before. She knew that he was capable of having multiple children, but she still found herself growing irresistibly aroused by the sight of him climbing so high on that swing.

Finally, after several hours of play, they both called it quits and wound their way back to the house.