She tried again to speak but I put finger back in her mouth. I’m going to ravage her till she cries.
I position her on the bed roughly. Grabbing her ankles and forcing her to open her legs wider. She wasn’t even hesitating. She wanted this as much or more than I wanted and I was happy to oblige.
Without warning I thrust my 7 1/2 inch cock deep into her throbbing, wet cunt and she screamed, clawing at the wall and the bed. Apparently she knows it’s been too long and being invaded by a cock like mine was a clear call.
I had to savor it. She wasn’t loose, she was squeezing onto my cock tight, suffocating it. She was burning up like a dessert ocean, and was a sloppy and wet as the mucus she slapped onto my cock only seconds ago.
The cunt was a dream.
I only savored it for a second or two before I started to turn her cunt inside out. I didn’t start slow, I went full speed with full force. Pulling out to the head and slamming back in. She screamed with all her might and I loved it. I went faster and harder.
She was blasting all over my cock in ten minutes and I can keep this up for two hours. I never did get to cum with my employers. Eventually they’ll tell me to stop before I could even get close to cumming. Ms. Thompson didn’t like that though. She would have me piss on her and she would drink it too… Then I’d have to clean it up.
But my mom couldn’t even last an hour before she screamed for me to stop. I didn’t.
You can call this rape if you want, but she asked for this first. Of course she didn’t know about my endurance, she didn’t even know about my job. I use to think she went crazy and just believed the money and food was coming from thin air. She probably didn’t believe I was working my ass off for her. Now I was working her ass for me.
It’s been an hour and surprisingly she hasn’t passed out. She was still screaming and still awake and still asking for more. Sometimes my employers would pass out and I would take my pay and extra from their purses, but this woman is just too stubborn.
She tightened up again as she came and squirted onto my cock and I was still banging her into the bed. Which I guess is about to break under us, but that didn’t stop me into going into doggy-style.
I put the head of my cock to her pucker as the oddest thing crossed my ears.
“Thank you Alex, Thank you” Mom sobbed and she was finally crying, but not for the reasons I hoped. She was thanking me! Thanking me for, for fucking her!, raping her!, ravaging her!, turning her cunt inside out!- Literally, her pussy was exhausted and slacking. Her lips were loose and hanging. That pussy will never be the same.
I growled and pushed her head into my pillow before painfully, for the both of us, slammed my cock deep into her ass all the way and her scream was music to my ears. Again I didn’t go slow. I was going to do the same I did for to her pussy and ravage each of this bitch’s holes. After this, her shit is going to be flopping out her ass.
Her ass was tighter than her pussy and I knew my cock had no oxygen in it.
“Relax!” I growled at her and she did after awhile and I go on an rampage, making this ass mine. She was leaking all over my bed.
Eventually her legs gave out and I was flat fucking her. My semi-hairy chest pressed against her back as I railed my cock in and out of her tight, fat, beautiful ass. In 45 minutes, I felt my cock churning, ready to erupt.
“Fuck!” I scream, “Hold your ass up!” I tell her, getting back to my feet and with much struggle she got back on her knees as I shoved my cock in and out of her about four more times before going as far down in her as I could, unleashing my loud.
She screamed as loud as possible as my load invaded her body to it’s deepest corners and I squeezed her ass cheeks tighter as she did. (This was my best) Before finally, she went to sleep.
Funny what a little fuck from your son could do.
Mom went back to work less than a week later. Fixed her appearance, talked to my coach and Ms. Thompson and even got herself dating again. I don’t even think she was crying for dad anymore. Now she’s crying for me.
Why do mother’s cry, you may ask.
The same thing they cry for.
Sex =}
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