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Chapter 8 by DLR123 DLR123

Does she pull out?

Barely.

"Mom." You say to your mother when she doesn't pull out right away.

"Sh, shut up." She spits back at you.

"But it feels like-"

"I know, almost, not quite, just let me have my fun or I WILL fill you up." She threatened as her thrusts became slow and long, as if she was trying to savor the feel of you wrapped around her before she finished. "Fuck you're so tight... it's like you were made to be my fuck toy... OH SHIT!"

She quickly ripped her dick out of you a split second before the first burst of cum shot out. It splattered all over your sore pussy. The second one shot up and splattered on your tits. The 3rd through the 10th proceeded to paint your face. "Oh fuck Sweetie... sorry I just... fuck I need to get out of here before I go for another round. There are some clean clothes and a towel on the rack just outside." She gave your ass one final squeeze, and a very tender kiss on the mouth before she left the shower.

You grumbled as you once again cleaned your mother's mess off of yourself, but at least this time she didn't show up at the end.

Reaching out you felt your hand close around a towel, and used it to dry off before poking your head out to grab the clothes.

What clothes are waiting?

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