First night at Granny's Inn

Emma searched throughout the town and found only one inn. The sign at the door wrote "Granny's Bed and Breakfast".

A girl in red fiercely walked out. An old woman's voice sounded behind: "You're out all night, and now you're going out again."

The girl: "I should've moved to Boston!"

"I'm sorry that my heart attack interfered with your plans to sleep your way down the Eastern Seaboard!"

Emma: "Excuse me for interrupting,... I'd--like a room?

"REALLY? Sorry, I don't mean to be rude. It's just that we didn't have a new customer for a long time. Just call me Granny, and that's my granddaughter Ruby..."

"Sorry, I just want to rend a room."

"Right, right, a room... Would you like a forest view or a square view? Normally there's an upgrade fee for the square, but as the rent is due, I'll wave it."

"Square is fine."

"Now. What's your name?"

"Swan. Emma Swan."

An old man with a can appeared behind her: "Emma... What a lovely name."

"Thanks."

Granny took out a roll of cash from a drawer and handed it to Mr. Gold: "It's all here."

Mr. Gold accepted it without counting, "Yes, yes, of course, it is, dear. Thank you." Before exiting, he turned to Emma, "Enjoy your stay, Emma."

Emma looked at his back: "Who's that?"

"Mr. Gold. He owns this place."

"The inn?"

"No. The town! So... How long will you be with us?"

"I think it would be a long time."

"Great." Granny handed Emma an old-fashioned key, "Welcome to Storybrooke."

After unpacking her luggage Emma decided to take a bath. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw a boy knocking at the window.

"Henry!"

"Mom!"

She quickly opened the window to let Henry in. The two hugged for a while, then Emma asked: "How do you come here?"

Henry grinned: "Sheriff Graham is good at finding people, but he's not got at keeping people."

"Mom, can I stay with you tonight at least?"

Emma found it's hard to refuse her son: "Okay, but don't think I can't see your intention. Your eyes are full of fire."

"Am I that clear?"

"Only in my eyes. Anyway, lie on the bed and wait for me a bit."

After Emma finishing drying her hair, Henry has already undressed. His manhood stood straight like a pillar. He was murmuring something like: "I wish to see God..."

Emma looked at it and laughed: "You lustful beast, do you desire your mother that much?"

"That's because you have such a gorgeous body."

"Oh, what a sweet tongue. Let me reward you. I'll take you to Heaven."

Hearing the word "heaven", Henry's eyes became bright. But he's quickly distracted as Emma climbed on him.

"Last time you're the above one. This time let reverse it."

Emma lowered herself. Right after that, she let out a moaning. The way his cock went into her cunt, it's felt like she was impaled by a fire spear. Subconsciously, she began to move up and down.

Emma rocked her body towards her son, trying to get him deeper inside her. Every time that his cock slammed into her, she moaned louder and louder. She was **** for his cum. She couldn’t stop thinking about how good it would feel when he squirted his load inside of her.

For Henry, the sensation was more fierce. His mother was dripping wet and unbelievably tight. Unlike the last time, he had no control over the speed and could only passively bear the waves of pleasure. Emma's pussy was like a hungry beast, it squeezed and sucked him aggressively. He was quickly pushed to the edge of the climax.

At that moment, Henry made a wish:

I wish that I can meet God the moment I cum inside my mother.

At the same time, Emma squatted down one last time, letting the tip of his cock go through her cervix. Henry’s cock exploded magnificently, sprayed non-stop into her unprotected womb. Both of them issued a groan at the same time.

Suddenly, the world went blank.