When he finally eased the pressure and lifted her head back up, it was a thoroughly ruined, messy spectacle.
Thick, glistening strands of drool stretched from the tip of his leaking member, flowing freely from her mouth and dripping in heavy ropes down her neck and throat.
Her eyes were misty and bloodshot from the involuntary tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, and a deep, feverish red hue stained her entire face.
Despite the choking and the tears, she wore a dazed, utterly blissed-out expression, her free hand continuing its steady, unbroken rhythm as she pumped his shaft up and down without a single second of hesitation.
After taking just a few ragged breaths to steady herself, Aria plunged straight back down onto his rock-hard shaft, resuming her punishing mouthwork with relentless dedication, never pausing for more than a few fleeting seconds.
Her free hand reached up, gripping tightly onto his thigh to anchor herself and smooth out the rhythm of her bobbing head.
While Arthur gathered the long, silky strands of her ginger hair in his fist, pulling it back and gathering it behind her head to keep the locks completely out of the way.
Simultaneously, her other hand snuck down beneath the hem of her bunched-up sundress.
Her fingers dove straight between her slick, swollen labia, immediately beginning a frantic, non-stop rhythm of heavy fingering.
She pumped her fingers in and out of her soaked heat, desperate to scratch the deep, agonizing itch burning through her core.
To deep-throat a young man’s thick cock while violently finger-fucking her own dripping pussy.
All while her virgin daughter sat right beside them with heavy, glazed eyes watching every depraved second.
It pushed Aria past the edge of sanity, flooding her nervous system with an overwhelming, incandescent wave of pure arousal.
Sadie’s initial waves of horror and scorching shame had completely dissolved, replaced by a feverish, dilated-eyed hunger.
The shock had burned away, leaving behind a raw, trembling state of pure, unadulterated arousal.
Her face was buried deep inside her mother’s used blue lace panties, inhaling the heavy, intoxicating musk of sweat, sex, and Arthur’s fresh seed until her head swam.
Her fingers worked frantically between her thighs, sliding in and out of her drenched, virgin folds in a desperate, rapid rhythm, desperate to soothe the burning ache between her legs.
Her gaze was locked entirely on the scene unfolding in front of her. Watching her own mother.
A respectable woman reduced to a groveling, desperate plaything—take a thick cock down her throat like a practiced professional sent a violent, electric shock straight through Sadie’s nervous system.
The utter depravity of it was too much to bear.
As her mother gagged and choked on the shaft, driving herself deeper into servitude, Sadie’s hips hitched upward.
A sharp, breathless cry caught in her throat as a powerful, rolling orgasm slammed into her, making her entire body shiver and spasm on the sofa as she crested hard in a wave of vicarious ecstasy.
Sadie’s legs were splayed wide apart in a blatant, shameless display meant entirely for her new master’s eyes.
One of her bare legs was hiked high, resting awkwardly over the wooden headrest of the sofa, while the other dangled limply off the edge of the seat—a posture as utterly lewd and obscene as it was vulnerable.
Her sports bra had been yanked down earlier, freeing her breasts completely.
Her flushed, heavy mounds heaved with every ragged breath, the pink nubs stiff and aching as her own fingertips aggressively pinched, squeezed, and twisted her flesh in a frantic bid to chase away the maddening heat.
Below, her hand worked in a punishing, blur-fast rhythm between her thighs.
She was gushing slick arousal like a broken faucet; thick, clear love juices splashed onto the fabric of the sofa, soaking the cushions and trailing in heavy, glistening ropes down the inside of her trembling thighs.
Splech, splech, squelch.
The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers plunging in and out of her swollen, virgin flesh echoed through the room.
Blended seamlessly with the wet gagging, choking, and slurping noises coming from her mother at Arthur’s feet, the living room grew thick and heavy with an intoxicating, suffocating heat that made their heads swim with pure, unadulterated lust.
Arthur reached forward and grabbed the bright light-blue sundress still bunched around Aria’s waist, dragging the fabric upward and completely stripping it away from her body.
He tossed the dress aside onto the floor, leaving her entirely naked and utterly exposed on the floor.
Her flushed, sweat-sheened skin glistened under the living room lights, her heavy breasts heaving with every ragged breath as she remained kneeling between his legs.
Arthur hauled Aria up from the floor by her waist, lifting her effortlessly and planting her onto the sofa cushions.
He arranged her so her back was pressed against him, while her front faced her daughter.
Sadie stared wide-eyed, watching her mother settle into place with a glassy, unfocused gaze and a thoroughly depraved, pleasure-drenched expression on her flushed face.
"Hold her," Arthur commanded, giving Aria a firm push forward.
Aria obeyed blindly, lunging across the gap to wrap her arms around Sadie.
Her hot, sweat-slicked body pressed heavily against her daughter’s torso, driving all rational thought completely out of her mind.
The sudden friction of their bare breasts colliding sent an electric shock through both of them, their sensitive nipples grinding together and forcing loud, helpless groans from their lips.
Before Aria could catch her breath, Arthur brought his hand down hard against her soft, rounded buttock.
A sharp whack echoed through the room, making her flesh jiggle and ripple at the impact.
Without pausing, he grabbed a fistful of her long ginger hair, yanking her head back as he aligned his hips.
With one powerful, unhesitating thrust, he drove his thick, rock-hard shaft straight into her tight, wet heat, burying himself to the hilt in a single motion.
Aria gasped, her back arching violently and a loud, throbbing moan tearing from her throat.
But the sound was instantly muffled as Sadie, following Arthur’s silent, commanding glare, leaned forward and captured her mother’s lips in a sloppy, desperate kiss, shoving her tongue deep into Aria’s mouth to swallow her cries.
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