Akira fucks her while Ichiro watches

"Aki-" she began.

"Mother," he replied.

She felt the walls of her vagina crush tightly against him as the orgasm rolled through her whole body. Her body went limp as everything gave over to the orgasm, but Akira did not stop. He leaned forward and as her orgasm continued, she felt his cock ramming hard against her cervix. Her son was not going to stop until he completely filled her, and that thought drove her more into the orgasm, feeling it roll up her spine, into her neck and across the top of her head. Her whole skin felt electric.

Turning her head unconsciously toward her youngest son, she watched as he stroked himself in excitement. The orgasm continued to roll over her body, causing her back to arch uncontrollably as the feeling of intense pleasure touched her nerves. Grabbing her hips, Akira pumped into her through her reactions, slamming his cock again and again against her cervix. Each thrust caused her face to twist in pleasure as her oldest son hit a spot that no man had ever touched before.

"Fuck her hard," Ichiro said, stroking his cock quickly.

Turning her face toward her oldest son, they locked eyes. The stared at each other while he continued to pump into her, their sexual acts punctuated by the wet sounds of her pussy taking him in. She could feel how much he desired her and knew that this would not be the last time she would feel his cock slamming into her. No matter what their futures brought, Emi knew that her oldest son would stay by her side, taking pleasure from her body as long as they were both able.

Feeling another orgasm growing, she dropped her head back to the desk, but a moment later, she saw Akira's hand cross her vision. Before she knew what was happening, she felt his hand on her scalp, grabbing a fistful of hair, and pulling her face toward him. As the second orgasm took her and caused her body to quiver uncontrollably, Akira held her face up so that he could see her orgasm.

"Look at how much she loves this," Ichiro said with a smirk.

Emi's eyes rolled back into her head as the strongest, most intense orgasm, aided by her youngest son's truthful words, arched through her. Her mind went blank as she felt herself disappear, leaving her body to be plunged and penetrated by her son. She could still hear their thoughts distantly, but in the separation from her body, she could still hear the words from the book coursing through her mind. She knew that this had been the ultimately goal of whomever had written the inscription, and she let the emptiness and pleasure wash over her.