Carsten began to move his hips in response to the grinding motion that Mary pressed down onto him with. He had been quiet during the first round but now seemed to shift into another mode, forcing her to realize the depravity of her actions while he moved his hips in a motion that stirred her insides.
“Do you like fucking your own step-son?” he taunted.
“Yes,” she panted. “I want your cock deep inside me.” She grinned lustily as she felt his penis twitch inside her. Her grinding motion changed to more up and down as she really started to use his big shaft to fuck herself.
“So I’m a step-mother fucker?” he said with a smile. “I’m fucking my dad’s wife now! What kind of a slut are you?”
“I’m your slut!” she said fiercely. “My pussy is yours as long as you want it. My mouth too.” Being called a slut and that realization of incest was turning her on even more. Although Carsten was trying to be a patient lover, Mary had her own agenda and was building towards another climax very quickly. As she slid up and down his huge dick, she started another orgasm, arching her back as her body spasmed in rapturous pleasure. She screamed as her body was ravaged by wave after wave of muscle contractions caused by the incredible sensations washing through her body.
“Damn,” was all Carsten was able to yell as is ability to hold back was destroyed by her incredible orgasm. He thrust up hard and gave his step-mother another load of thick, hot semen in her womb. Each time his cock twitched a shot more cum into her body, her muscles contracted around his shaft again, milking him for every sweet drop. This of course, caused his to shoot again and the cycle repeated itself over and over until she collapsed on to the bed, half on him and half next to him. He held her shuddering body until they both fell asleep, her cunt stuffed with his cock.
Later she awoke, her empty stomach and full bladder screaming for attention. She tried to extract herself from Carsten’s body but he woke up also.
“Honey, ” she said softly. “I need to pee, I need to eat, and I think I need a shower before that.”
“Can we shower together?” he asked with a devilish grin.
“Not this time,” she said, caressing his chest hair as she rose from the bed. “My body requires a little recovery time after what you did to me already today. You go back to sleep for a while and when you get up and shower, we can talk.”
“Just talk?” he asked as he reached up and palmed a breast again. She leaned into his hand and sighed, then pulled away.
“Well, we’ll talk,” she told him. “Then we can play some more.” He eased back down to the bed and she went to her room. She struggled to remove the corset, then started to remove the stockings, but they were covered with the combined orgasmic juices from their sex. She decided to just wear them into the shower and get the rinsed off before removing them.
There was a full length mirror in the bathroom Mary stood in front of it and examined herself. It was not the same woman she had seen over the last few months but a new person. Her pubic hairs and thighs were covered with dried cum while her tits and neck were red and flush from all the attention. She grinned back at the brazen slut looking at her in mirror. She lifted and squeezed her breast and inspected what they looked like all pushed up, with the hard swollen nipples protruding from her dark areolas. As she caressed them, her tits seemed more sensitive than before and soon her nervous system was energized with a sexual vigor which focused itself at her clitoris.
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