Nathalie’s head snapped down at the sound of Tyler’s voice, her eyes widening in horror as she saw her son’s face—drenched in her own sha, his expression twisted in disgust and betrayal.
"D-Don’t look—! Close your eyes—! P-PLEASE—!" she scread, her voice raw with desperation, her body trembling as another shaful gush of piss sprayed from her, her clit pulsing uncontrollably under Angela’s relentless fingers.
But she couldn’t stop it.
Her body betrayed her in the worst way—her pussy clenching, her asshole gripping my cock like a vice, her bladder emptying itself in hot, shaful spurts all over Tyler’s face. "Nnngh—! N-No—! S-Stop—! AAAAH—!"
Nathalie’s sobs were broken, her fingers clawing at the air as if she could sohow undo what was happening. But the more she struggled, the more her body responded—her pussy dripping, her asshole clenching, her piss spraying in shaful arcs across her son’s horrified face.
Angela’s laughter was a dark, mocking lody. "Oh, Nathalie," she purred, her voice dripping with sadistic delight as she leaned in, her lips brushing Nathalie’s ear.
"Look at you—pissing all over your son like the filthy slut you are." Her fingers kept rubbing Nathalie’s clit in slow, deliberate circles, her touch cruel and unrelenting.
"Does it feel good, knowing he’s watching you cum like this?" She twisted Nathalie’s nipple hard enough to make her gasp, her voice a dark whisper. "Does it feel good, knowing he sees what a whore his mother really is?"
"N-No—! P-Please—! I-I didn’t—! Ahhh—!" Nathalie’s voice cracked, her body jerking as another shaful spurt of piss hit Tyler’s face, her tears mixing with the humiliation of it all. Her son’s expression was pure horror, his mouth open in a silent scream as her piss dripped down his cheeks, his hospital gown soaked through.
Angela’s fingers slid down Nathalie’s stomach, pressing against her lower belly, her touch deliberate and cruel. "You can’t stop, can you?" she taunted, her voice a velvet blade. "Your body knows what it wants. And what it wants... is to be used." Her free hand gripped Nathalie’s throat, forcing her to et her gaze. "To be fucked. To be humiliated." Her lips curled into a smirk. "And you love it."
"N-No—! I hate this—! Hmmm—!" Nathalie’s protests were weak, her body arching into Angela’s touch despite herself, her pussy clenching around nothing, her asshole gripping my cock like it was made for .
"I-I’m not—! I’m not a—! Aaaah—!" Her voice dissolved into a broken moan as Angela’s fingers pressed harder against her clit, her body convulsing with another shaful release.
I groaned, my cock throbbing inside her asshole, her sha only making harder. "That’s it," I growled, my voice a dark promise as I began to fuck her in slow, brutal thrusts. "Let him see you."
My hands gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh as I pulled her onto , her asshole clenching around with every movent. "Let him watch his mother take cock like the slut she is."
Angela’s laughter was a cold, cruel lody as she continued to rub Nathalie’s clit, her voice a dark whisper. "And you’re going to love every second of it." Her fingers twisted Nathalie’s nipple again, her touch sadistic and possessive. "Aren’t you, Nathalie?"
"N-No—! Ahhh—!" Nathalie’s denial was drowned out by her own moans, her body trembling as her piss continued to spray, her pussy dripping, her asshole gripping my cock like it never wanted to let go.
"I-I hate this—! Hmmm—!" Her voice broke, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her, her body arching back against , her sha and pleasure twisting together in a dark, intoxicating cocktail.
Angela leaned in, her lips brushing Nathalie’s ear, her voice a dark promise. "Then why are you still cumming, Nathalie?" Her fingers pressed harder against Nathalie’s clit, her touch unrelenting.
"Why is your pussy dripping? Why is your asshole clenching around his cock?" Her voice was a blade. "Why do you moan like you’re starving for it?"
Nathalie’s breath hitched, her body trembling as another shaful spurt of piss hit Tyler’s face, her son’s horrified expression burning into her soul. "I-I—! Aaaah—!" Her voice dissolved into a broken whimper, her body arching into Angela’s touch, her asshole gripping my cock like it was made for .
"That’s it," I growled, my voice a dark promise as I fucked her harder, my cock burying itself inside her asshole with every brutal thrust. "Take it, Nathalie. Take it like the filthy slut you are."
My grip on Nathalie’s hips tightened, my fingers sinking into her flesh as I pulled her onto with brutal precision. Her body trembled with every thrust, her asshole clenching around my cock like it was made to take . "And cum for us," I growled, my voice a dark command that sent a shiver down her spine. "Again."
Nathalie’s breath hitched, her body arching as Angela’s fingers kept working her clit, her pussy dripping, her asshole gripping so tight I could feel her pulse around my cock. "N-No—! I-I can’t—! Ahhh—!" Her voice broke into a desperate moan, her body betraying her as another wave of pleasure crashed over her.
I could feel it—the tight, burning pressure in my balls, the way my cock throbbed inside her asshole, her sha and pleasure pushing over the edge. "Take a good look at your mother, Tyler," I groaned, my voice rough with lust as I felt my release building. "She’s gonna take my cum deep in her asshole."
Nathalie’s sobs turned into a broken whimper as I grabbed her tits from behind, lifting her up, her back arching as I held her suspended, impaled on my cock. "N-Nnngh—! P-Please—! Aaaah—!" Her voice cracked, her body trembling as I positioned her just right, her asshole stretched obscenely around , her pussy dripping with arousal.
And then—
With a guttural groan, I ca hard, my cock pulsing as I pumped rope after rope of hot, thick cum deep into her asshole. "Fuck—!" I growled, my hips jerking as I filled her, my cum leaking back out around my cock, dripping down her thighs. Nathalie’s body convulsed, her asshole clenching around as she took every last drop, her breath coming in ragged, shaful gasps.
"Mmm—! N-No—! Ahhh—!" Her voice was a broken whimper, her body trembling as she felt my cum filling her, her asshole pulsing around , her pussy still dripping with her own arousal.
Angela’s laughter was a dark, triumphant lody. "Look at her, Tyler," she purred, her voice dripping with sadistic delight as she watched Nathalie’s body shudder, her asshole leaking my cum. "Your mother just took a load deep in her asshole." Her fingers traced Nathalie’s flushed cheek, her touch deliberate and cruel. "And she loved it."
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