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His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

Not even the illusion of privacy. Everything could be watched. So I used my own connection—the one Henry had built, separate, secured, and entirely outside anything that could be accessed from within this house. The screen lit up. For a brief second, my hand hovered before I tapped the contact. The call rang once. Twice. Then— “Mama!” The word hit first, immediate and warm, cutting through everything else without resistance. The tightness in my chest eased as his face filled the screen, his hair slightly messy, his eyes bright in a way nothing in this house could replicate.

I looked at the woman who gave birth to me, raised me, then tried to ruin my life. "Mom." My voice stayed steady. "I've done more than enough for this family." I gave them one last look, took Bruce's hand, and walked out. *** The verdict came fast. My mom got three years. Zoey got a year and a half. The whole case went viral. "The New-Mom Setup" stayed stuck at the top of trending for days. People went digging into Zoey's past and didn't miss a thing. That "elite UK university" she kept flexing? A total diploma mill.

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

he asked, with a suspicious look on his face. “ahm, I’m Mag..mag… Margret. Yes, that’s my name.” “I’m Jeffery. Big J for short. I need you to help me remind Mr. Ethan that he hasn’t replied to my mails.” Her racing heart slowly returned to normal after hearing what he had to say. She thought she was busted. “Sure.” She let out a smile. “Thank you, this means a lot to me.” She entered the elevator quickly to avoid further delay, “Alright Big J, I will let him know.” The door closed, and she let out a big relief. She took the meal to the last floor; the rooms there are only for top rich people and for politicians.

Mom moaned louder and buried her face in my neck, as I continued, "Maybe you should invest in some babydoll lingerie to add to the ease of access to your pussy. Would you like that, Mom, walking around the house in a cute babydoll? God, you would look so fucking sexy in that. It would show off your big tits, luscious ass, and tight figure. But I think you look so fucking sexy no matter what you're wearing, Mom. You could have on a loose t-shirt and baggie pajama bottoms and you would still be the sexiest woman in the world." Mom was really getting worked up and was letting out a constant stream of moans as she listened to me. I smacked both of her ass cheeks and continued, "And your ass is a

She's fucking gorgeous. Mom, naked, nothing over her. She's sweating a little, guess she's been at it a while. I've never seen my mother naked. Her tits are bigger than Ashley's, but still cute. Her nipples are long and hard. She's on her back, leaning away a little, looking at her tablet. No video, looks like a story. Her leg is raised giving me a perfect view. Mom doesn't shave like Ashley does. A nice tangle of blonde hair surrounds her wet and open pussy, a fat dildo sliding in and out. I nearly cum hands-free. I can hear that toy sloshing, I can smell my mother's excitement. She has such a nice ass. She's lying on a towel and she's close to cumming.

Mom is eating Lisa furiously, rubbing her thumb across Lisa's clit and rubbing her own clit with her other hand, while I slam my hard cock in and out of her ass. "I'm cumming, Jack. Don't stop. I'm going to cum so hard!" Mom is rubbing her clit and slamming her ass back against my cock, while I'm hammering her as hard as I can. "Me too, Mom! That's perfect. Just what you're doing there! Oh god, I'm cumming!" Lisa yells just as I shoot my second load of cum inside my mother, this one deep inside her ass. Lisa is holding Mom's face tightly against her pussy, while I'm jerking violently in her asshole. I feel Mom shudder then relax as her own orgasm rolls over her. We sort of fell in a heap on

A release so he could function around Mom. But the rationalization felt hollow as another loud moan tore through the wall. Mom was cumming, loud and shameless. Marcus growled her name, or something close to it, and the thrusting sounds grew erratic and brutal. I could almost feel the impact of his hips, the way his balls would slap against her. My own body betrayed me, pulsing with empty need. I was so wet that it had soaked through to the sheets beneath me.