Finish with this slut

Mrs. Nettle's laughter was like a symphony of amusement, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, Alex," she said with a voice full of sweetness, "You're always so... shy." She took a step closer, her unreal long heels clicking a metronome.

Ophelia, on the other hand, was passed out on the floor. Her legs were splayed open, her ass red and swollen from his relentless pounding of cock. He had forgotten about her in his moment of uncontrolled lust, but now, as the awkwardness set in, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. She had been so eager, so willing, and now she was just... there. It was so wrong...

"Don't worry about her," Mrs. Nettle said, her voice a purr as she reached down to stroke his flaccid, but still large cock. "She'll be fine. Besides, she's had a taste of what you can offer." Her hand wrapped around his length, and she began to pump him gently. "Now, it's Mommy's turn to cum."

Alex frowned, what does this mean? He had never fucked Ophelia before, how could she know what he could offer her? Alex felt his face burn, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red as he looked down at her hand. Her touch was firm and confident, the kind of grip that came only from experience. He knew he should feel guilty for what had happened, for fucking his best friend and her mom, but all he could feel was a surging need to be inside her again.

"You know," Mrs. Nettle said, her eyes locked on his, "I've always had a bit of a... thing for you, Alex." She stepped closer and her large breasts brushing against his muscular chest. "From the moment I saw you, I've watched you grow into such a... well-endowed stud." She stood on tiptoe in her heels, and said with a hot breath against his ear. "And now, I'm ready to forgive you for breaking my precious statuette."

Her words were like a spell, breaking the awkwardness that had settled over him. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with lust, and knew what he had to do. He had to fuck her again, to claim her as his own, to make her scream his name.

Mrs. Nettle's ass was a thing of beauty, a perfect heart-shaped that bobbed slightly with every step she took. Her skin was soft and smooth, like velvet, and her hole was still slightly open from his earlier ****. He couldn't believe his luck—here was this gorgeous MILF, practically begging for his cock, and all because of some stupid pink sky.

He bent down and kissed her, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth as his hands found their way to her ass. She moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his broad back as he kneaded her soft flesh. Her cheeks were so soft and plump, begging for his cock to pound them hard.

Ophelia was now snoring, a gentle background to the fuckfest between young stud and his milf. Alex knew he couldn't resist the temptation, not again. He picked Mrs. Nettle up, her long legs wrapping around his waist and placed her down on the floor with the lust of a beast, near with Ophelia, her plush body bouncing slightly on the soft mattress. He took a moment to admire her, his cock growing harder as he took in the sight of her large tits and the roundness of her ass, the pink sky's influence had indeed made her more voluptuous, he didn't remember what she looked like before, not that it mattered now.

Her ass was the centerpiece of her body, and Alex couldn't help but lick his lips as he stared at it. It was a masterpiece of flesh, a testament to the beauty of the female form. He leaned down and kissed each cheek gently, his tongue darting out to taste her sweetness. Mrs. Nettle giggled, her body arching in response to his touch. "Mm, Alex," she moaned, her voice a siren's call that made his blood boil, mainly inside his dick.

Alex positioned himself between her legs, his muscular body a stark contrast to her silicone plumpness. His cock stood at attention, the head glistening with precum. He looked into her eyes, and she nodded, giving him the go-ahead. He slammed into her, the sound of their bodies coming together echoing through the room. Her pussy was tight, a glove that gripped him like a vice. She screamed out his name as he began to fuck her, his hips moving like a piston.

Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and he couldn't help but squeeze and maul them, his thumbs playing with her hard nipples. She was so wet, so ready for him, her juices coating his cock as he moved in and out of her.

Her ass was his next target. He pulled cock out of her pussy, her walls clenching around his shaft. He smacked her ass, the sound echoing through the room. "You want it in your ass, don't you?" he asked, his voice a low growl.

Mrs. Nettle nodded, her eyes wide with lust. "Yes," she whispered, "I want it all, finish what you started boy~"

Alex lined up his cock with her hole, that he fucked before, and pushed. She gasped as he entered her, her body tensing. But she was ready for him, and she relaxed as he began to thrust, her moans growing louder with each stroke. His cock was like a wrecking ball, pummeling her ass with a **** that left her breathless.

He leaned over her, and his muscular chest pressing into her back. He whispered with low voice in her ear, "You're so beautiful, Mrs. Nettle. So... so fuckable."

Her response was a garbled moan of pleasure as he picked up the pace, his big balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his orgasm building like a storm inside of him.

Mrs. Nettle reached back and spread her cheeks wider, her eyes glazed over with passion. "Fuck me..." she panted, "Fuck me like the whore I am!"

Alex didn't need any more encouragement. He grabbed her hips and fucked her even harder, his cock disappearing into her depths. She was so tight, so warm, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He pulled out of her ass, her hole gaping slightly. "Turn over slut," he ordered.

She complied, her body moving with the grace of a cat in heat. Her pussy was wet and swollen, begging for his cock. He didn't disappoint, sliding back in with a groan of pleasure. Her legs were spread wide, her pussy open and inviting.

Their bodies moved together in a dance, very naughty dance. Alex's cock filled her up, stretching her pussy to the limits of its endurance. She moaned and bucked her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. He felt her tighten around him, her orgasm approaching like a freight train.

"I'm going to cum..." he grunted, his muscles straining.

"Do it!" she begged, her voice a high-pitched whine, "Cum inside me, Alex! Fill me up! Make it difficult for me to walk!"