Baby-making

Jeremy's grin was feral as he suddenly slowed his thrusts, letting Mom squirm on his cock. "Hey, Lachlan," he taunted, his voice dripping with mock sincerity. "You ever thought about having a little brother?" His fingers dug into Mom's hips, pulling her back onto him harder—her breath punched out in a whimper. "Bet your mom would love to carry my kid. Look at her—already bred for it."

Mom's eyes rolled back as Jeremy's free hand splayed possessively over her stomach—his thumb pressing into the soft dip of her navel. Mom's moan was almost delirious as she arched against him, her hands sliding over her own stomach—imagining the swell. "A—ah!—a baby," she panted, her voice cracking with something terrifyingly earnest. "Jeremy's baby—nngh!—would be strong. A real man." Her fingers trembled against her skin, tracing phantom curves. "Not like—not like your father's weak seed." The admission punched through me—her voice wasn't just fucked-out, it was hopeful.

"Please, Jeremy! I'm begging you! I don't want a brother!" I shrieked, hopeful that he'd pull out before it was too late. Jeremy smiled at me before looking down at Mom's glistening body. "Mary, would you like to have a masculine baby for once? Somebody to suck on your melons while I'm away?" he growled into her ear.

Mom nodded frantically, her sweat-slicked body trembling violently as Jeremy's thrusts grew deeper—more purposeful. "Yes—yes! Fill me up!" she begged, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "I'll be such a good mommy—hnn!—to your baby!" The way her asshole clenched around him—rippling in greedy pulses—told me she wasn't just saying it. She wanted this.

Jeremy chuckled—dark and knowing—before pulling out of her ass with a wet pop that made Mom whimper. He flipped her onto her back, her thighs spreading instinctively—her puffy cunt glistening, swollen from neglect. "Better make sure it takes," he growled, pressing his cockhead against her drooling entrance—already stretching her wider than Dad ever could.

"The anal's for having fun but Asian pussy is for baby-making." Jeremy grinned down at Mom—no, Mary—her legs already hooked over his shoulders like she'd practiced this moment a thousand times in secret. His cock plunged back into her cunt with a wet slap that echoed off the walls, deeper than before, angling up in a way that made her shriek—her toes curling violently against his back. "That's the spot, huh?" he taunted, grinding his hips in slow, cruel circles while Mary's entire body convulsed beneath him. "Bet your husband never found it."

Mary's nails raked down Jeremy's chest as her back arched off the bed, her cunt fluttering around him in rapid, **** pulses. "N-never—ah!—never like this!" she sobbed, her thighs trembling where they gripped him. Her womb ached with every thrust, the swollen head of his cock kissing her cervix with terrifying precision. She could feel it—the moment his rhythm stuttered, his balls tightening against her ass. "Inside—please!" she begged, her voice breaking. "I need it—need your baby!"

Jeremy's nostrils flared as his hips stuttered—his rhythm breaking—and with a guttural snarl, he buried himself to the hilt inside Mom's pussy. Her scream was muffled against the mattress as his cock twitched violently—hot cum flooding her tight channel in thick spurts. I could see the bulge in her lower stomach where his cockhead pressed—stretching her obscenely as he pumped his seed deeper.

Mom's entire body convulsed—her thighs clamping around Jeremy's waist—as his cum painted her insides white. Her cunt milked him greedily—pulsing around his shaft—her womb practically sucking his essence inside like it was starving for it. "Oh god—oh god—" she sobbed, her fingers twisting in the sheets, her hips grinding against him instinctively. "It's—it's so much—so deep!" Her stomach quivered visibly—every muscle tightening—as if her body was already preparing for conception.

Jeremy collapsed onto her—his sweaty chest pressing against Mom's heaving breasts—his breath hot against her neck. Mom whimpered—not in protest, but in exhausted pleasure—her legs still wrapped tightly around him, unwilling to let go. His softening cock twitched inside her—the sensation making her shiver—and Mom arched her back slightly—chasing the last remnants of sensation.