Peter carried her from the bed with her legs locked tight around his waist, his giant cock buried to the hilt in her spasming pussy.
The thick, creamy mixture of his cum and her mother-juice leaked in heavy, viscous rivulets down his thighs with every deliberate step, splattering softly against the hardwood floor in sticky trails that cooled instantly in the morning air.
The mansion utterly silent save for the wet, rhythmic slap of their sweat-cum-slicked bodies colliding and her soft, broken whimpers muffled against the hollow of his neck, each exhale a trembling confession of need and surrender.
"Ohhh... Peter..."
He kicked open the bathroom door with a sharp crack of wood on marble.
Steam exploded outward in a dense, scalding, suffocating wave—a roiling cloud of humid fire that swallowed the entire room whole, clinging to their skin like a living thing, stinging their eyes with burning moisture, filling their lungs with thick, humid heat that tasted of metal and sex.
The solid wall of water pounding the marble floor like artillery fire, splashing upward in violent, chaotic arcs that soaked the tiles in steaming puddles, the air itself vibrating with the force of the deluge.
"Mmmph... yes..."
He stepped directly into the maelstrom, and water slammed over them in a boiling, relentless, punishing cascade, the temperature just shy of scalding, turning their skin pink and raw within seconds.
It cascaded down her back in thick, unbroken sheets, soaking her dark hair into heavy black ropes that clung to her shoulders and spine.
The water ran in warm rivers between her full breasts, tracing every curve before dripping from her hardened nipples in sharp, silver needles that hissed against the marble.
The water washed the cum and love-juice from his cock in a fleeting, temporary cleanse, only for her pussy to gush freshly, coating him again in scalding slick that hissed and steamed where it met the shower spray, the heat of her arousal battling the heat of the water in a symphony of vapor.
"Ahhh... baby... deeper..."
Steam billowed everywhere—thick, white, alive, swirling around their bodies like possessive ghosts, clinging to every curve and crevice, beading on her flushed skin in fat, rolling droplets that traced paths down her throat, her breasts, her belly, before falling away in hot rivulets.
He pinned her against the marble wall with a wet thud, the ice-cold stone shocking her back into a sharp arch, her spine bowing against the contrast while his inferno cock remained buried deep in her cunt, water hammering between them like divine judgment, each drop a searing accusation and benediction.
"Fuck... Mommy’s so full..."
Her legs tightened around his waist with desperate strength, thighs trembling, ankles locked behind his back, heels digging into the muscles of his ass.
Her arms clawed his shoulders, nails carving red crescents into his flesh, drawing beads of blood that the water instantly diluted into pink streams.
Her pussy clenched—hard, hungry, frantic—walls fluttering in violent spasms around his shaft, milking him with greedy, rhythmic pulls that made his vision blur.
He thrust upward in one savage, earth-shattering motion, lifting her entire weight on his cock alone, driving into her with a force that slammed her shoulders against the marble, the impact reverberating through her bones.
"Ahhhhh~~~~"
His cock speared her under the deluge, the swollen, angry head punching through her clenching entrance with a wet, audible pop that echoed off the tile, the shaft stretching her walls impossibly wide, every bulging vein dragging against her rippling insides like ridges of lightning scraping raw, oversensitive nerves, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her core.
"Nngh... yes! Pound me..."
SCHLICK.
SCHLICK.
SCHLICK.
The sound was obscene, amplified by the tile into a wet, echoing symphony—her pussy squelching around him in loud, greedy slurps, sucking him in with desperate, milking pulls that created thick foam at the base of his cock, bubbling white with every brutal slam, spraying in tiny, scalding arcs when he pulled back, mixing with the water, running down her ass in creamy streams, splattering the steaming floor in sticky puddles.
Water poured over their union washing away the cum in fleeting moments only for his mother’s pussy to gush fresh—clear, boiling, endless—coating his cock in glistening layers, dripping down his heavy balls, splashing the marble in steaming puddles that hissed and evaporated on contact with the hot tile.
"Oh God... your cock... so big..."
Each thrust was a cataclysm: he withdrew slowly, deliberately, until only the flared head remained lodged in her entrance, her lips clinging to the ridge with obscene suction, stretching outward in a lewd, glistening pout before he slammed back in—brutal, deep, unforgiving—the full length of his cock disappearing in one violent plunge.
Hi balls slapped her ass with a wet, resounding smack that echoed like thunder, her pussy swallowing him to the root, walls convulsing in shock, gushing a fresh flood of scalding slick that coated his shaft, dripped from his balls, and mixed with the water in frothy white streams.
He slapped her ass—CRACK—the sound sharp, wet, echoing in the steam like a gunshot, her flesh jiggling in rippling waves, reddening instantly under the water, the impact sending a shockwave through her pussy that clamped tighter in response, gushing a fresh flood of love-juice down his cock in a scalding cascade.
Again—CRACK—louder, harder, the slap landing on the same spot, her ass blooming crimson, pussy convulsing, milking him with frantic pulses.
Again—CRACK—until her screams were lost in the water, pussy convulsing, cream foaming at the seal of their joining in thick, swirling clouds that spiraled down the drain with the water.
"Spank me... harder... I’m yours..."


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