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Mom nodded her head and purred in satisfaction, "Mmmm...of course, I do, baby. Mommy loves the way your big hard cock stretches my slut holes. I have a feeling that Mommy's going to be making very good use of my baby's big hard cock on a daily basis. Trust me, baby, you've never seen a bigger slut than Mommy, now that you've shown me what that thing can do." With this, I slowly pulled my softened cock from her asshole and slid down on the bed next to her. I gently pulled her to me and covered us with the blankets in one swift motion. Mom purred as we came together for a lazy kiss. We both moaned tiredly, as she snuggled against me, wrapped her arms around my torso, and flung her leg across m

He kept thrusting, grinding it deeper, until his body finally stilled. Rick stepped closer, gesturing. Mason pulled out, and I spread my legs wide on the desk, showing the camera the cum leaking out of me. Rick zoomed in, his hand stroking his cock furiously. “Fuck, that’s perfect,” Rick muttered. I reached down, scooping Mason’s cum with my fingers, smearing it across my pussy lips for the lens. My eyes locked on the phone, lips parted, chest heaving. “Oh no,” I moaned dramatically. “You really did it. You put a baby in me.”

Licking her lips, sitting cross-legged in her yoga pants, the young woman had said solemnly, “You need to do it for your kids, Rox. I mean,” she licked her spoon and continued, “My Mumma was Pappa’s lover, his mistress, but she left him when she got pregnant. I mean, she was just nineteen. And Pappa was horrible. Like scre*ing women all over the place.” She stopped, gazing at the world outside for a while. Lost in thought as she contemplated how her pretty mother had felt, young and pregnant, by a man who saw her as just another body in his bed.

Michael's POV The door creaks open under my weight, and time freezes. There she is, my step-mom Rosella, sprawled on the bed with her legs spread wide, that tiny vibrator buzzing deep inside her slick pussy. Her panties are shoved aside, exposing everything her swollen lips glistening with wetness, her clit peeking out like it's begging for attention. Her big tits heave with each breath, nipples hard and dark against her glowing skin, one hand pinching and twisting them roughly.

"We made love only once. But I suppose that once is enough to... Are you sure you did not make a mistake?" Joanne shooked her head. "No, it's no mistake. I've had a test and it's been confirmed that I'm about six weeks pregnant. But does that matter, Ross? Don't you want this baby?" She said quietly. "Of course I do, but I'm wondering what your parents will say. We'll only have to get married sooner. It doesn't matter, we shall go and tell them together now," Ross said , in all seriousness.

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.

"Oh Danny," purred Sierra as she lazily played with her smiling pussy, "that was so intense. Do think my mom liked watching me get off like that?" She looked over at Rose, whose hand was in a steady rhythm of rubbing between her wide open legs. "She's looking pretty turned on, playing with her sexy bush like that. Do you like watching my naked mother stroke her clit Danny? Don't you think it's wrong that we're naked here, smelling of sex, staring while my mother masturbates for us?"

"Tell Mr. Brooks to invite Abby and her mother to the event. If he can’t, I’ll pull out my investment. " "Got it." After Jack leaves my office, I scanned through her phone’s photos and found it hilarious how this woman acts so childish in front of a camera. There were about a thousand of them, and most of them were random shots of her in low-dimmed lighting. Oddly enough, even if they were random shots, she looked photogenic in every picture. As if it pulls me to say that she’s beautiful.

“Mommy!” “Your mommy is dead, little brat!” The woman spat at her. "I'll only let go of your hair if you show me your father's safe." Jenny got increasingly angry when she saw how loud Hayley’s cries were getting, landing two slaps on her face so she would keep quiet.