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Jeremy's hand left Mom's throat to roughly knead her bouncing breast—pinching her nipple so hard she shrieked—and suddenly her body convulsed again, her cunt squirting violently as she came untouched. She'd never climaxed from just nipple stimulation before—Jeremy had rewired her in under an hour.

"Already?" Jeremy mocked, slamming into Mom's spasming cunt without mercy—his stamina inhuman. He wasn't even winded. "Pathetic." His fingers dug into her hips, lifting her entire weight effortlessly before slamming her back down—her body just a toy for him to fuck. Dad could never have handled her like this—not even close.

Without warning, Jeremy yanked Mom off his cock—her wetness dripping onto the floor—and flipped her onto all fours. Before she could react, he spat onto her gaping hole and pressed his thumb inside—stretching her obscenely—while his other hand **** her face into the mattress. "Ever taken it here?" he growled—not really asking—as her shocked whimper echoed through the room.

Mom's muffled scream when Jeremy's thumb breached her ass was almost musical—high-pitched and quivering—but then she shuddered violently, her thighs soaking the sheets further. "N-never! But—ah!—I want to!" she sobbed into the mattress, her toes curling against the sheets. She'd refused Dad for years—said it was disgusting—but for Jeremy? She'd beg.

Jeremy chuckled darkly—the sound vibrating through Mom's body—as he pulled his thumb out and pressed his cockhead against her tight rim. "Gonna make you cum untouched again," he promised—a threat—before slamming home in one brutal thrust. The way her ass swallowed him whole—so tight it almost hurt—made his grin widen.

Mom's scream was muffled by the sheets—her body arching violently—as Jeremy's cock stretched her ass impossibly wide. Tears streamed down her face, but her cunt dripped shamelessly, her neglected clit throbbing in time with his thrusts. She'd never imagined pain could feel this good—never wanted anything this much.

"S-sir—your—ah!—respect signals!" Mom gasped between thrusts, her voice wrecked—her ass clenching around him rhythmically as if her body had already memorized his girth. "T-they feel—hnn!—so right inside me!" Her fingers tore at the sheets, her hips pushing back desperately—chasing more.

"Hey Lachlan!" Jeremy spat, throwing me his phone. "While you're at it, might as well take some pictures!" He punctuated each word with a brutal thrust—Mom's ass jiggling obscenely—his free hand twisting her nipple hard. "Make sure you get her face—that's the best part."

My hands shook as I fumbled with the phone—the camera already open—zooming in on Mom's tear-streaked face, her lips parted around silent screams. I hated myself for noticing how her nipples had darkened—how her skin flushed prettily where Jeremy's fingers dug in. The shutter clicked—her humiliation immortalized.

"W-wait!" Mom suddenly twisted—her breasts bouncing wildly—"Take—ah!—take photos of these too, L-Lachlan!" She shoved her tits together—nipples swollen—her face ****. "So you—hnn!—remember who they belong to!"

Jeremy's laugh was dark as he gripped her throat—forcing her gaze to mine. "Tell your son who owns you."

"Jeremy—nngh!—owns me!" Mom gasped, her hips bucking wildly as he pistoned into her ass with no mercy. Her eyes locked onto mine—pleading, yet triumphant. "Every—ah!—inch!"