I bucked my hips savagely forward and filled her again and again, making the entire bed move and the headboard bump rhythmically against the wall.
“Oh yes,” she said. “Fuck Mommy, Hannah. Mommy loves this!”
Listening to her begging in third person made it hotter. I assumed she was getting turned on by the kinky incest reality as much as I was and I decided to play with it.
“You like your daughter fucking you, Mommy?” I asked, as I filled her box.
“Mommy loves… being a slutty… whore for her… hot daughter,” she replied, her breathing already all over the place.
“Then come for your hot daughter,” I ordered. “Come for me and you will become my Mommy-slut, my Mommy-pet, and my Mommy-cum slut forever!”
“Harder, more,” Mom begged, clearly close to the orgasm she hadn’t thought was possible, but now almost clawing her way toward it.
“Soon I’ll be fucking you in the kitchen,” I declared, finding the idea of bending her over the sink and fucking her super-hot.
“Oh God, Hannah,” she moaned, in desperation and frustration, “I’m so fucking close.”
“I’ll have you eating my twat for breakfast,” I continued, which was also appealing to me, as I always woke up horny.
“I’ll do anything for you, Hannah,” she declared, as she started humping her ass up and down with a strength I didn’t know she had.
“Then be a good Mommy-slut and come for me,” I ordered, as I sucked on my thumb and prepared for the triple finale.
It wasn’t easy to get my thumb in her ass, with her humping back on me and from my position, but with a little work, I got there and she screamed, “Holy fuck, you nasty mother fucker!”
“COME, you fucking slut!” I ordered, my thumb all the way up her asshole, which always got Mrs. Walker off at school, an English teacher I often used, as I had a free period the same time she had a prep.
“Yesssssss!” she screamed, loud enough to wake the dead as her second orgasm ripped through her.
She collapsed on the bed and I, wanting more of her sweet cum, flipped her onto her back and buried my face in her flooding cunt, amazed at the size of the mess already there on the sheets.
I lapped up her cum for a minute or so before I decided it was time to deal with my own fevered twat and also initiate Mom into the role of my pussy pleasing pet.
I got up, removed my strap-on and admired my beautiful mother. She looked so sexy in the afterglow of pleasure. Her face was all blotchy with colour, her mouth slack as she gasped, her hair was a mess and her body was covered in sweat. She was beautiful!
She turned her head to look at me and said, “I can’t believe I just had two orgasms.”
“I don’t take no for an answer,” I shrugged.
“Two orgasms from my daughter,” she added.
“I was just comforting you,” I added, as I moved back to her bed. “Still sad?”
“No, I’m in love. Can Mommy try getting you off?” she asked, which was so cute to hear, as I’d already decided that was exactly what she was doing next.
“I was just thinking the same thing,” as I knee-walked up the bed and straddled Mom’s face.
“Your pussy is all wet,” she noticed.