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Uncle Richard yelled from the crowd. I came hard, squirting on Mom’s face. She drank it and kept sucking my clit like a pro. They switched us around. Dad fucked Mom right in front of me while I held her legs open. Then he pulled out and slammed into me, making me taste Mom on his cock. The whole club was jerking off watching. After an hour of nonstop use, the auction started. Mom went first. Bidding got crazy fast. She sold to a big mean-looking guy with tattoos all over, some gangster type. They took her to a side room but left the door open so we could hear her screaming and moaning while he destroyed her.

Kaden looped his arm through my mom's and shot me a smug look. "Want to know the truth? Mom bought this house five years ago for me. She was just waiting for you to pay off the mortgage so she could transfer it to me. We're not here to ask. We're here to tell you." I looked at my mom in disbelief. "Is that true? Was this whole thing just you manipulating me from the start?"

"You're mine, do you feel that? Nothing else matters right now. Just this—my cock stretching you out and claiming every part of you." "Yes! Yes, Big Daddy! Claim me!" Mom cried, her moan fracturing into raw sobs of pleasure. My breath came in shallow, jagged bursts. I was drenched, my slick juices coating my hand, my hips bucking wildly against the mattress as I violently chased a phantom cock that was currently buried inside my mom. "Fuck... you’re dripping wet! Fuck!!" he growled, his pace quickening, the heavy thuds turning into a frantic, violent blur. "Who does this pussy belong to?"

"I would much rather continue where we left off last night and get it out of my system than just avoid thinking about it. I don't care if it takes today and tomorrow. If you're game for it, I am too." "I guess I can't believe you'd wanna spend time with your tired old mom," she said. "Tired old mom?" I almost blurted. "The woman who made this feast this morning? The same woman who I just found out is bisexual and not above extramarital sex and prefers to not use condoms? Who the Hell is this 'tired old mom' you're talking about? Because I don't see her anywhere." Mom blushed. "Thank you, baby," she said quietly. "That's very kind of you to say. I guess... I guess last night's little debacle

she replied breathlessly, winking back at him over her shoulder. The four busty moms were now lined up in a perfect row on their hands and knees, side by side. Their enormous tits hung down heavily, swinging like pendulums, while their big, round asses pointed invitingly outward. Their sweat-glistened bodies waited eagerly for their next turn to get hammered hard from behind. “I think I’m going to like this ‘world of sex’… a lot,” the teen expressed with a satisfied grin. His mom peeked back at him with a naughty, loving smile, wagging her fleshy ass invitingly. “You’ll like it a lot more when there’s plenty of mommy-meat involved, baby.”

The person says, who is none other than Mario, her ex-husband. Xavier, who has never seen his mother gets upset other than in the office, was suddenly shocked. At first, he wanted to defend the uncle who is offering him the sausages, but he's getting scared. Xavier chose to hug his mother tightly after all. "Mom, let's back home." Xavier whispers in Lucrecia's ear. The whispers instantly muffled Lucrecia's emotion which is about to burst. Lucrecia exhales slowly, trying to hold back her anger. Then turn around to Alan who is cooking the sausages.

His father smiles at Clyde, “I’m happy to hear that, let’s go inside it’s about time for lunch. Do you like foods?” “Yes, of course! I always eat vegetables and fruits, mom said It will make me big.” He rolls up the arm of his shirt, “look, grandpa, I have muscle and I want it to be hard like mister! I will protect my mom and chase away all the bad wolves!” “Oh-ho, how nice to hear that. You are an Alpha, once you become like him, you’ll find someone you want to protect other than your mom.” “It’s fine! I know mister won’t let my mom to be alone, he always protects us!” He giggled.

When she mentions Bastien, I finally snap. “Oh, I dunno. I mean why settle for a small fry like Bastien when I can aim for the big kahuna himself?” “I don’t follow, big kahuna” “Your father, dummy! Maybe I’ll pursue him, a big womaniser like him, it wouldn’t take much to land him. It wouldn’t even matter that his son fucked me first.” She cringes at my choice of language and I laugh. It might have sounded coy to her, but inside, I am hysterical. “I hear he is retiring, and you know that old age makes people soft. I’ll just work my magic on him, and boom, wedding bells! Would you like me as a mother, Alessia? I promise to take care of you and your siblings.”

Too horny to be scared I found myself in a Tesla with a 6'4" stranger, headed to his penthouse in the most expensive and private part of LA. My mom would kick up a fuss if she could see this, and my dad. Oh the poor man would definitely faint if he heard that his princess was out without a bodyguard. “Are you okay? You look nervous?” My tall tattooed stranger asked as he glanced at me, alternating his attention between me and the road.

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.