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The fluidity of her lust gave way to vehement lurches, her breasts jiggling from their perches, her ass clapping behind her, her insides coiling around me, daring me to break her resistances with each thrust forced from my mother. Her lips peeled back to reveal gritted teeth, her sonorous voice giving way to growls and guttural moans. Mom’s breath was hot on my neck, her tone telling me she was losing control, her drives all but confirming it. I let her take me, let her become the power of our lust, let her penetrate me with the desperate violence she couldn’t repress. I became her woman; grinding against her, clenching around her, welcoming her inside me and allowing her to use me as the tool to fuck Aunt Lucilla, teaching me the ways of a man’s love. Through it all, Mom whispered soft nothings into my ear; maternal, comforting sounds that were almost apologetic, as though she was asking for forgiveness as she violated me so perfectly. “Oh, fuck!” Aunt Lucilla half-cried, half snarled. The force of my assisted thrusts making her posture weak with pleasure. She collapsed atop me, her breath against the other side of my neck, her lurching body smearing sweat and juices across me as I did the same to her. Mom’s heat was radiating wetly against my back, her exerted breaths and moans growing louder, her masculine lust completely uncaged. She grabbed my ass, pressed it firmly against her crotch, and sunk her finger deep into the succulent flesh as she pivoted me where she wanted, and drove mercilessly. I screamed my abject pleasure, feeling the tension within my nethers wind tighter and tighter, feeling the boiling in my loins go from a simmer, to roil. Aunt Lucilla took a desperate hold of my hair, looking for some part of me to hold on to, and pulled until tears of pain and delight filmed my eyes. “Put your fingers in my ass!” she screamed, and I reached back, and complied. I grabbed one supple, jiggling glute, spread it wide, and forced my middle and ring finger deep into her vile heat. Her pussy constricted around me as her asshole did the same, and she whimpered her approval as I moaned mine. She pulled my head forward by the japanese hair, and gave me a grateful, passionate kiss; lips smearing sloppily, tongue invading hedonistically, the devouring nature born of instinctual, primal motions with no pretense or grace. The feeling built, and built, the intensity taking me, the tension winding past unbearable. I broke from the kiss in a mindless chorus of cries, Aunt Lucilla echoing them, spit stringing from her lips, her trembling eyes wide, their blue irises staring manically into me. I twisted my fingers aggressively into her ass, feeling her rim stretch, feeling her insides pulsing against my cock with the same sporadic fervency that my insides were doing against my mother. Mom’s breathy moans were becoming rough cries, each note punctuated with a asian gasp for air. She thrust harder and harder, faster and faster, smashing her crotch against my pelvis, my ruined pussy gushing its perverse thanks. I screamed and gasped with her, each expulsion a labor from my heaving chest, Hardcore my heart thrumming against Aunt Lucilla’s squished breasts as her hips drove forward, trying to consume every inch of me. My insides churned and quaked, the tension building and expanding, compelling me to lurch to the same locking and jerking pattern that Aunt Lucilla was a slave to. She suddenly shot upright, her hands leaving oriental my hair and pressing down on my belly, her ass clamping around my fingers, her platinum hair flailing in an arc. Her abdomen clenched and twitched with contractions, just like mine did. Her mouth gasped and sputtered soundlessly, just like mine did. Her ruined pussy twitched and pulsed around the cock inside her, just like mine did. I felt the moment take all of us, felt the heat of Mom’s thrust reach their crescendo, felt the tension within my nethers reach the breaking point, MILF and the boiling in my loins reach the point of eruption. Mom thrust one last time, pushing all three of us from the bedding, her cock throbbing chaotically inside me, mingling its eminent expulsion with the breaking of my feminine lust. The tension snapped, the feeling burst, and I lost my mind in the ecstasy. I heaved, my back arching, my shoulders pressing deeply into the succulent pillow of Mom’s breasts. My head fell backward, neck curving, bulging with tendons, mouth choking on a scream, eyes staring at nothing. 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