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When 'Dad' is away (ShepardandtheHawke & Fadereaper)

Fadereaper

Kiryu
Joined
Aug 22, 2013
Location
Utah, USA
It was in the middle of what would turn out to be a hot summer, pools filled with refugees all seeking to escape the plight of heat ravaging the town. For others it was an opportunity, an opportunity for what you might ask? To dress in less! And Damian was not one to skimp on that chance, he was dressed in a pair of jean shorts that he trimmed himself. Cutting just above his knees, the other was a sports shirt. Sleeveless and made of a fine red material, good for running. Both of these accented the curves of his muscular form quite well, showing his defined legs, abdomen, and pectorals. As well as his well shaped arms, he was not a huge person but this high school student was a part of the soccer team, and his shape showed it quite well.


After what was an annoying line to go through, Damian was returning from a venture to the store. Just getting out of the red Honda he had been given as a gift, he was finally settling onto the pathway that marked the progression to their front door. It was a good home, a quaint home that was marked with modest signs of financial superiority. In the design of the white stone walkway to their door, the islands of flower beds in a sea of grass, which was finely trimmed at this point and even had the faint smell of the cut lawn from when a neighbor kid took care of it this morning. Finally Damian set foot at the front porch, his key ring swinging around a finger he would halt it so he could switch the key to the door and unlock it. When he got inside he would look about their well furnished home, the general color scheme of a florescent pink of sorts. With other brighter hues thrown into the mix, ranging from the furniture to the wall paper.

It was an average family home, not one you would expect to play host to anything 'taboo'. However, in the brewing mind of a young high school student, that was about to change. So he crept into the empty house, the quiet building filled with nothing but him and his mother. Finally he came to her door, his hand squeezing around the handle before he pushed it inward to see what was inside.
 
Rose was laying on top of the bed, ot was too hot to be under covers, but draping herself on a thick body pillow and a fan on her side of the bed blowing over her front. Her black hair fanning back behind her, Damian's mother was facing away from the door, her shapely thong clad rear was in full view to the door.

Rose was so tired, she took a few sleeping pills so she could finally rest, the poor woman felt so lonely that she couldn't sleep so well. With the pills, she finally had help in this hot summer day, the fan making her wife beater rise a bit to show off hee tramp stamp she didn't like to show off to her son. Unless she she was in a bikini, then she couldn't help it. Still, she was finally resting, out like a light, sighing softly in her sleep. Nothing could bother her awake at this rate.
 
He arrived in the room to see her there, resting on the bed clad in what was her thong cupped rear. He could see the slight ripples that would waft through as the fan blew onto her hot body, the succulent form resting comfortably on a bed of pillows and cushions. Trying with all their might to fight away the heat, so as Damian slid into the room he would find that she was deeply asleep. That would make it all the easier, his tongue lapped against his upper lips slowly as he approached her. Smiling eagerly as he finally arrived at her bed, settling down onto the comfortable bed he could see that she was hardly to be roused from her sleep.

"Must have taken something," he said to himself as he looked down at her body. Now that he was closer, he could see the billowing shirt give away what was a tramp stamp placed just so above the crease of her rear. His finger reaching out to trace the lining of it as he looked over her wanting body. Or at least, he said wanting to justify his actions a little. Really though, there was no need to do so, it was already easily coming to reality for such a hormonal young son.

His hands were taking it from there and further, his hand which was fondling the tramp stamp so nicely placed was now maneuvering elsewhere. Roaming down until it nestled onto her cheeks, all the while he was bringing his body to bear behind her. Encasing her form into his own but trying to avoid tense contact for the moment, his hand was pressing into the round shape of her curvy rear. Feeling her soft cheek in his hand he would fondle the soft bump in his fingers, and into his palm as he groped her there. He was curious, how much would it take for him to rouse her from her sleep. With that thought in mind, his other hand was roaming her side, and taking from a side angle a feel of her cleavage through the billowing shirt that was casting its loose fabric about.
 
Rose simply sighed, this was some powerful sleeping pills it seemed. But subconciously, her body was reacting to the touch. In the mother's drug addled mind, her husband was touching her so softly, stroking her body with such a teasing touch. He had such an ability to do so, it made her skin set on fire, sensitive and intense. A soft moan escaped her lips, her back slightly arching to push her ample breasts harder into the pillow. She felt so hot right now, her body began to glisten from sweat, just from the contact. The boy seemed to have his father's touch, the touch that made her fall in love with the man after so many failed relationships. But right now, her body unwittingly reacted to her own son, lost in the fantasy of her gone husband.
 
He smiled at that when she would give into the touch subconsciously, in a dream that her husband was here and fondling her with skilled hands. Yes, it was the same touch, but from different hands. Hands that came from the boy she mothered, whom she had given birth to. She had raised him and now he was using that connection, and his proximity, to take advantage of her. His hands moved from where they were on her plump rear and swung around to the moist loins between her legs, her moan and the sight of her sexy, glistening body, it was enough to get her son working. Soon enough, he could feel that arousal taking form as his own body was becoming affected by it. A prodding sensation, something poking against her lower back in eager anticipation as his hands now moved around.

With one strong hand he would sneak his hand underneath her, the one that had been on her breast. Now he was lifting her a little so that he took some of the weight of her sleeping body on his own, this way his hand was more free to move as he reached for her breasts again. Taking feel of the soft mound, squeezing, stroking, and fondling them between eager fingers. While another hand, was slipping into her thong. The thong that covered her naked sex, and creased between her lovely cheeks, his fingers found the lips that were hidden, and he started to brush his fingers against them inside of her thong.
 
Rose moaned louder with the sensual touch, her breasts were malleble to his hands, her nipples stiffenimg to his touch. His fingers made goosebumps rise along her skin as if there was electricity flowing through her. Arching her back to push her chest out as her husband loved. He worshipped her body, it made her feel like a goddess, and Rose couldn't get enough of it. Even in her dreams, he made her feel so amazing. If she only knew this worship was from the very boy she created. With her nipples painfully perky, it felt as if they were heavy and ladden with something.

Her mouth opened and let her moans go out with much more ease as his hands stroked her moistening sex, the folds plump with desire, eager to be touched. The fabric rubbing against her skin was even more amazing, it made her cry out a bit and push her lower half back against her son, her body could feel the male arousal pressing into her. With a shiver, she gripped the body pillow and whimpered.
 
All this was happening in her sleep? Wow, mom must have been feeling really deprived. Dad having left for so long must have been taking its toll on her, well isn't she lucky to have a son who looks after her needs for her like this? It was such a cheap rationalization, he was practically molesting his own mother without her knowing because of the sleeping pills. Her luscious body pressing harder against his own now as his hands expertly fondled her cleavage, taking handfulls of the soft, malleable flesh in strong strokes. As she moaned louder, and responded to his touch. His hardening manhood prodded her with more enthusiasm, instinctively he started to rub himself against her lower back. The hardening surface pressing against her, as he stroked himself softly using her hot flesh.

With a hand still encasing her breast, playing, tweaking, and mashing them with his strong hands, his other was still rather busy. With the other still in her thong though, which pressed her warm flesh to her body with ease. His hand still inside he would stoke the plump lips with eager hands, plucking them between twin fingers and tracing the lining of her sex. "Oh mom, you really want this don't you, need it even." He said with a smirk as he would with a wet hand slightly moist from her aching sex, reach back as he pulled himself a little away from her. His hand slipping into his jean shorts waist band, unfastening the button as he slid them down his body.

The white boxers open at the front, an opening where such a member could poke out freely. The actual flesh of the penis now brushing her back, as he returned his hand to her moist sex inside of her thong.
 
The poor woman was a fiddle to his touch, her body hungry for sexual attention, Damian's father left her in a bad place. Her needs were not gettimg met while he was gone. Rose was never going to be unfaithful to her husband, but masturbating and the toys under the bed were just not doing it. Lost in the sleeping pills, she thought her loving husband was back with her once more, touching her, stroking her. Rose whimpered, "Darien... please... I need you... I miss you." She pressed her thong clad ass against his groin and began to grind back against her son. The boy she loved, who she thought the world of, her little angel. The son who was molesting his mother in her drugged illusions. But with all of this blood flowing through out her body, especially to her plump sex, the pills were starting to loose there effect slowly. She eyes slowly openimg, but they were still so heavy that she couldn't open them fully.
 
He could not tell she was waking up and as he continued to fondle her he had to admit, the way she was grinding against his hardening penis was getting him even more aroused. The heat in the room and her body were getting him all hot and bothered, his body perspiring slightly with glistening sweat as he would pull his hands out of her thong now. He could feel the moisture she left on him, her own sex dripping onto his fingers in sexual release as he was merely teasing her at first. However, he was now a bit more eager for more. And as she was awaking, he only knew that he wanted it to be to him over her body. Half naked, and rearing to go somewhere obvious.

With a well sized mast at the ready, the boy was crawling from underneath her. Her body settling back own against her bed as he wormed around, lifting her up by her plump rear he would grab the thong she was wearing. He slid the piece of underwear down her legs until it came to her ankle, he had a fun idea of just what he could do with this in time. So sliding it down to her ankles he finally pried the underwear off her body, exposing her plump sex to his eyes and he licked his lips in eager anticipation. He then in turn started to pull his boxers off, when she mentioned his father's name he couldn't help but smirk. "Don't worry, it will all feel so much better soon." He said as he climbed back toward her body, in his hand he put her thong on the bed and would retrieve it later when he was ready.

He looked down, with slow grace he was aligning his hips with her own. Ready to take a plunge into the body of the very mother who gave birth to him, to violate her faithful body and make it much less so.
 
Her sex was slick and ready, it was easily opening to him a bit, though there was resistance from her tight folds. Rose looked up.to her boy and saw only her husband. Darien. He was going to make her feel so good again. Openimg her legs to him, she gripped the bed and tried to keep her eyes open, but the drugs wouldn't let her. So she moaned the name of her lover and relaxed. He was a great man, he knew her body, every inch and would make her body sing for him. Her breasts were so perky and tight that she reached up and lamely kneaded them in her stupor, but she couldn't do much with the drugs still flowing through her body.
 
As she started to reach up and knead her own breasts, and open her legs for him only to speak to him as if her own husband. He only smiled at her body, aching, tight, ready. So ready, prepared to have something enter inside of her warm body. A body hot with perspiration, in a desperate attempt to cool herself down but knowing it was a futile effort. His aroused mom was wanting this so much, a great deal so and was even in her sleep actively seeking out this sex. He would reach his body down, his body lining up with her own as she kneaded her breasts. As she did so, he was eager to place his warm mouth around the nipple of one of her breasts. And with a powerful suck that she could feel, he started to pull on her breast with her mouth. As well as using his hands with her own, to knead and fondle her sensitive cleavage. They were so big! So war, so inviting. He loved to feel her half naked body on his own, as he finally stopped and lifted her body from the bed. She he could slip that wife beater off her body.

He needed to feel her skin, so when she was free of the wife beater which was sliding up over her head as he held her hands in the air despite her use of kneading her breasts. Now she was naked to him, in all her bare glory. To which he would return to playing with her breasts, he needed to feel her skin on his.

And now he had his final destination, to plunge into her very core, she could feel his penis now inching closer to her tight core. The large shaft eagerly scooting closer to bridge the gap, she could feel her tight, aroused lips parting now. The tight pressure of him inserting himself into her giving her that familiar sensation, this was no toy for sexual release, this was the hard, hot, and throbbing shaft that belonged to a man. A man who knew what he was doing, and one who sought to plunge into her and remove all that sexual tension for her.
 
Once she could feel him inside her, she cried out in pleasure, that desire her body craved so, her blood pumpimg through her with haste. So much so, her body nonlonger felt so heavy, her eyes opened wider and vision cleared to show not the man she loved so much about to make such powerful love to her, but her dear son. Her eyes went wide and she gasped, "Damian! What are you doing!?" She quicklyntried to push him off, this was wrong, tghis was bad. He was taking advantage of his own mother when she was out cold on sleeping pills. She was scared, she never thought her dear baby boy would do something like this to her! "Damian, get off me!"
 
As quickly as she awoke she would feel powerful hands encasing her breasts, but not to tenderly touch them now but now to force her body down against her as she gasped at the sight of her own son violating her. He merely shook his head as she could feel the head of his penis now inserting itself further into her, "oh dear mother, just giving you what you really needed." He said as if it was any cover for what he was doing to her right now, he was by all rights raping his own mother at this very moment. The head of his dick dipping into her tight walls further as she spread around his large endowment, he was going despite her rantings for him to stop.

"You will be just fine! You need this!" He continued to say as he started to mash her breasts in his tight grip of them, holding her down as he got into a comfortable position for which to start thrusting from. His legs entwining with her own, he pushed forward to grant himself depth. Claiming more of her walls which were spreading around him, his penis rubbing against her inner walls and the lips of her sex.
 
Rose gasped and cried, her own son was violating her! Worse yet was that he was filling her with such a large cock that her eyes were wide from shock. His hands were crushing her ample mounds against her, holding her down and keeping her from being able to fight him off, her arms reached up to his chest to push him away, but he was simply too strong. He was powerful, a hot-blooded male for sure. It scared poor Rose to see this side of her son, he was overpowering her with such ease as he pounded into her sex, it welcomed him, betraying her feelings. But tyhen again, the body reacted how it desired. Struggling to be free as her son began his claim, Rose cried, she was no longer completely her husband's. A part of her had been claimed by her own son, forcefully.
 
He let out what was a loud and guttural groan, her walls tightened around him in defiance of his entry but also in her body clasping onto him in carnal desire it seemed. Whatever the reasons, she was holding onto him as he dug into her body, claiming the very core of her moist sex. With a large phallus digging into her, parting her walls with ease as he molested her breasts. He could feel her around him, clenching from pleasure. He licked his lips again as he started to grind to the point where he was fully mounted on her hot body, she could feel it deep inside of her and achingly pulsing from sheer pleasure as it swelled with arousal. She was fully mounted, his heavy balls swaying against her bottom as he settled there. She would forever have that knowledge, that the very body she had given birth too had just placed that very cock she had created in her womb back in the center of that canal.

With a gyrating motion in his hips he leaned forward, his mouth settling on her breast as he took it into his mouth and returned to playing with them. Sucking hard on the tender flesh as he pulled on her as his penis was being sucked in by her walls, as he started to slide his hips back his cock was dragging her walls with him almost as he finally came out with effort. And now that he had opened her up to his ravenous cock, he could start to work her in earnest. That is, exactly what he did as well. She could feel it begin, when he was almost feeling his cock release from her body, with a rapid pounding thrust he almost immediately re-filled her body in one fell swoop. What was before a slow and tender progress, now was instantaneous. Giving her the odd sensation of feeling it all at once, he was curious to see how she would respond as she was continuously and roughly violated by her own son.

"I can feel how much you like it mom!" He mumbled into her breast but was able to be understood, as he had let go just enough to speak. "Don't worry, your boy will give you all the love you need."
 
Rose was in shock and horror, she could not believe her own body was giving into this rapacious action. Her wet sex not fighting him in the slightest. In fact it seemed to crave his rough violation, Darien was a powerful lover and they got wild, but he was never so rough, and yet her body was eating up Damian's treatment to her. Her walls squeezing and trying to milk the very cock she made. As if it were made for this very purpose. Damian's mother tried to breathe, but his powerful thrusts were knocking the wind out of her, she was so lightheaded from his pounding and the suckling on the very breasts she nurtured him from. Rose hated this feeling, it was rape! Rape! Her body on the other hand was reacting as if she was being mated with a true alpha male, her sex craving his seed, her breasts sore and perky, desiring his very lips to suck them and get milk flowing through them once more. The worse part was his words, telling them as if this is what she truly wanted. "Get off me, I don't want this! I'm your mother" she cried, her arms pushed as hard as they could, but she was no match for the male, her son, who mounted her and was fucking her like a whore. The mother turned her head and looked away, closing her eyes tightly, hoping it would be over soon or better that he would realise what he was doing and stop. But she could feel it, he was hungry for her, he wouldn't stop. So she tried to distance herself from it mentally... but she couldn't, her body was cryimg out in pleasure and it was hitting her brain in brutal waves. As tears fell from her eyes, she asked herself, how could she like this? Why did she? Why was her body begging for the fucking of her son, to have him breed her? She was ashamed! She was betraying Darien,she felt horrid, but Rose's body kept telling her one thing... give in, and she still tried to fight it, she had to!
 
It was futile just as she thought, the more he would slide his thick cock into her over and over again. The easier it became to lose himself in this sensation, he was a hormonal alpha male with enough know how to give her the fucking she was receiving at this moment. Even if the sex she had with her husband was indeed wild, Damian was more aggressive. His hips slamming against her own in harsh slaps, she could hear his heavy balls slapping against her curvy rear each time he slammed into her. He groaned each time and she could feel it vibrate through her breasts before he answered, "I know mom and you got such a hot bod, it feels good on my cock too!" He said with such dirty language, no doubt something he picked up elsewhere. He continued with his relentless assault, his cock slipping in and out of her as he violated her like a common street whore.

Grunting, and pumping his cock over and over again as he continued to grind her insides with his large shaft. Her cries of peasure giving him all the knowledge he needs, "you don't seem to mind though mom, maybe you wanted something like this." He said as he returned to sucking on her breasts, attempting to coax the milk in them out. As he sucked on her nipples, switching between them he tried to help coax her lactation milk out which he used to nurse on before when he was younger. His strong hands massaged them, squeezing them together and fondling her flesh as his cock assaulted her. "I wanted this for quite some time mom, and now I can finally take it. So I hope you can enjoy it, because I'm not going to stop till I've filled you with everything I got!" He added between sucking swaps, pounding her hard and filling her with strong slams of his dick.
 
No! He was going to cum inside her! He couldn't do that, what if she got pregnant, and from her own son! Her mind screamed at the horrid thing that was, but her body once more was calling for it, she was still a woman who could give life to a child, she was still in her prime, marrying young made sure of that. Being pregnant with Damian's sister Laura while in high school was hard until Darien got a job with his father to help raise their daughter, the same job that now had him away so much. He was so good at it, they kept promoting him, and he was taking care of his family. They used to be so lively in their sexual adventures, but he was away most of the year that she had to find ways to bare the loneliness. Here was this true male that found her attractive and still great breeding material, he could be seen and felt with how strongly he ravished her, it was primal in nature for sure. That primal part was pulling at Rose's body to take it, love it, and want more! She shook her head wildly, she didn't want this! She tried to fight her body with logic and reasoning, but it would never listen. Her sex was so wet and inviting, her pussy wanted to suck him in and never let go, her breasts were so sore from the attention and it was wonderful. But the big surprise is when milk actually did start to come out, her hormones were reacting so strongly that she began to lactate once more. The sensation shot through her so strongly, that the most powerful orgasm she ever blasted her senses, she seized up, clenched around Damian's cock and her claws dug into his skin. Her eyes wide as the powerful orgasm soaked their gentials with her juices. How was this possible!
 
He was surprised that she began to lactate, he didn't actually think she would but when she doused his mouth and lips with a healthy amount of her breast milk it filled his mouth. She could hear him, gulping it down eagerly as if he were breast feeding with her. However it didn't stop, he continued to suck onto her breasts as his hands molested them with hard strokes. It was like he was milking her, for every ounce of her breast milk she could offer this stallion of a male. A male who had his carnal urges that he was catering to with great desire, great need, and with great ferocity. A ferocity that had his large manhood digging the insides of her womanhood with great power, each time he thrust into her she could feel the top lining of her walls pushing outward on the head of his cock. A cock she was milking as she invited it in unwittingly, her body aching around him as she started to erupt in orgasm. Her juices spurting, dousing his cock in her coating as it began to soak both their genitals and even his heavy balls. He let out a primal groan of pleasure when that happened, she clenched around him and gave him the snug grip of his life.

And it was something he was edged over the side by, his cock started to spasm faster as his hips started pumping faster. She could feel his desperation climbing, this male was pounding her with the deep intent to fill her with his seed. Something he was aware of being wrong, but just didn't care. His father was gone so long, if he could make his mother crave this. She would be his, his older mature woman to use and abuse as he wished as she would come to love it. He pulled off her breast for a moment after she gave into the orgasm, "I told you...ugh! You would love it mom!" He said as he grinned and say, "I take after him pretty well don't I? I would go so far as to say I am better than he is!"
 
"No!" She cried, it was impossible to believe, but her body was actually agreeing, wholeheartedly, to the words of her son. He was indeed better than the man who helped create him, he took his father's genes and surpassed them as true breeding was. He would indeed make powerful children of his own at this rate if this was true. The worst part is her body desired that awesome truth. With his ferocious rutting within her sex, filling her like no man had before, he was huge. She arched her back as his intense motions forced another orgasm again, with another one building from feeling the pulsing cock, her body could tell he wanted to cum, to fill her pussy, her womb, with his very seed. Rose's eyes were in shock, he would do it, she could tell he would. "Please, don't cum inside! Finish and leave me, but please don't come inside me! I'm your mother, you can't get me pregnant! It would be wrong!" She prayed he would heed her, that he would listen. She hoped, but her body desired he not, that he fill her to the brim and to keep going and sate himself with her everything. The motherly body craved his seed, to be bred completely and be claimed by the obviously superior male.
 
He was like a ravenous animal, taking with great desperation all that he wanted from her body. If she looked down she could see just how her body formed around him, reflecting this stage of domination her son was inflicting on her. His body forcing her's to accept his own, the powerful dominant aspect of it definitely adding fire to the passion of this alpha male. He grunted again when she spoke, "oh but that makes it so much better mom!" He grinned widely as he started to pulse, she could feel it already starting to ooze gently at first. He was holding it back, preparing for what would be a messy release inside of her. He yelped in pleasure as she clenched onto his cock and refused to let go as her body fought her logical faculties, "you made me and I'm giving it all back to you!" He said with a grin on his face as he poised his ass in the air, giving her a more face level view of her sex being defiled by her son's cock. Louder and louder the sound of his body slapping her own filled the room, sending shivers down his body with each pleasurable pump of his hips into her. He didn't relent, his hips never stopped moving up and down rapidly to give her a vigorous pounding.

"You'll be the proud mother of my children! You are a great female specimen and deserving to bear such children, a fine woman!" He said as he molsted her breasts with his hands as he kept his head arched back as orgasm started to wrack his body, it was coming. "Oh mom I'm gonna cum! Your little boy is cumming hard inside of your body!" He said loudly as he started to release finally, the seed spurting inside of her as his first orgasm hit with his body able to force her into two before hand. With a third on the way, he pounded harder and harder. Using her sex to milk his cock, spurting large messy shots of his seed into her womb which he managed to reach with the head of his penis.
 
Rose froze as the hot seed filled her very core, the sensation sending that final orgasm over her. Rose was staring at the ceiling in horror, shock, and flushed cheeked pleasure. Her body was milking the cock inside her to get every last drop inside her, coating her walls with his potent white cum. All the while, shuddering and writhing in ecstasy that she never had before. She didn't know how to feel at the moment with tears streaking down her face, she was just raped by her son in a vicious manner, using her like a cheap whore, and cumming inside her with the intent of knocking her up! And the worst part is that her body loved it, her mind tried to fight this feeling, but ti wanted more of this. She cried harder and she covered her face in shame. What would she do now, how could see her son other than a rapist now, what would she tell her husband, and also, what would happen now. She was scared, frightened, aroused, and horrified.
 
She was practically milking his shaft for all it was worth, every ounce of his seed was being ushered out into her sex. Dressing the walls in the sticky white seed that he had spurted in hard loads, filling her with it as he smirked and looked down at his frightened mother. She had just been raped, by her own son who had shown her experiences of intimacy that she could never have imagined. He was not only her rapist but he was definitely the one who demonstrated ability of such arts with the greatest ability, he licked his lips and slowly he plopped his cock out of her body. She could feel the loose cum dripping out of her and with their mixed juices staining the sheets, he grinned and would hold her by the hips.

She could see he was still aroused, just as she was. Almost as if she was wanting more of what he had to offer, and that was exactly what he wanted to do. With a few rocking sways she would find herself being flipped onto her stomach, his body on top of her own now he planned on continuing. "I hope you are ready for more mom, you seem to have enough energy to go again." He said as his wicked tongue licked against her back, her mom his victim in this sexual assault and he was only eager to continue more with his violent assault.
 
Rose whimpered as the hot seed flooded her, sending amazing senations shooting through her abused body. It felt intense for sure, but still truly horrifying, especially since he came inside her. What if she was going to get pregant from this, worries filled her thoughts now in overdrive, only to be dulled by the pleasure she was finally receiving again. A moan slipped from her lips as she was rolled over, laying upon her stomach, ample breasts squished into the bed with her ass bared to her son as her son. Everything came back to her as he licked her back and making her shiver, her hands gripping the bed, "Please, Damian, you.came already... you should be sates, please leave me be..."
 
He looked at his mother who was shivering, still gripping the bed tightly in her hands as he rested his body on her own. His own pressing her into the bed as her large breasts were flattening against it, squishing under his weight as she could feel his hard cock still ready as it rested between her ass and their plush cheeks which were in the air. Rubbing it enthusiastically between them as he looked down at her, raising a hand he brought it down and collided with her soft rear end. He could feel it quiver as he spanked her aggressively with his hand before using it to line his cock up with her body, "I did come already but as you can feel I am still quite aroused." He grinned as he brought down another spanking slap on her ass, enjoying the domination aspect it brought.

She could feel the head slipping between her already filled lips as he aligned it properly, and with it secure within her loins he licked his lips and started to slide the hard cock head into her again. She could feel it all over again, her walls spreading around him as they began to re-align after their mutually powerful orgasms. "I am far from sated mom, and I think you and I are yet to have a lot more fun together!" He declared loudly as she could feel it happen all over again, this time it wasn't slow, it was rough and rapid with little ceremony. She could feel him stuff himself back in her, his hands ensnaring in her hair as he pushed her against the bed. His starting to pump as he started to ride her doggy style, a more firm position of domination to be sure. He held her against the bed, his body rocking as he rode her with successive thrusts of his hips into her used body.
 
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