Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 799

Chapter 799: Linda’s Definition of Right (r-18)

Linda’s ass was a perfect, perky, miracle, bouncing and rippling with every savage drop onto my cock.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

My hands clamped down on her hips like iron vices, fingers bruising the soft flesh, and I yanked her down hard, impaling her completely, my cock buried to the root in one brutal thrust.

"AHHH! BABY!" she screamed, back arching, head thrown back, blonde hair whipping across her sweat-soaked spine.

I started fucking up into her, fast, vicious, hard to rock her world. A world where her son’s big massive cock disappeared in and then out of her pussy, the rest of the world oblivious.

Each thrust was a punishing slam, my hips meeting her bouncing ass halfway with a wet, meaty CLAP that echoed through the room.

Her pussy was so tight, so fucking tight, stretched to its absolute limit around my huge cock, the slick, creamy mess foaming white at the base every time I bottomed out.

"Tell me, Mom," I growled, voice raw, one hand leaving her hip to crack across her perfect, perky ass again, leaving another blazing handprint on the already-red flesh. "How does it feel to fuck your own son each time you want to? The feeling of your son’s pussy in your decade starving pussy? To have your baby boy’s cock splitting you open?"

"IT FEELS LIKE HEAVEN! IT FEELS LIKE SIN! IT FEELS LIKE I WAS BORN TO BE FUCKED BY MY SON!" she wailed, tears streaming, pussy squirting in frantic little jets with every brutal thrust.

Another vicious slap across her ass. "And how does it feel knowing no man, no dick you’ve ever let inside you, has ever been this big? This good? This fucking perfect for Mommy’s greedy little cunt?"

She sobbed, nodding frantically, "You’re right... oh God, you’re right... none of them... none of them ever came close... I regret every single one of them... I wish I’d saved this pussy just for you, baby... only for my perfect boy... I wish you took my virginity..."

I laughed, dark and filthy, slamming into her so hard her whole body jolted forward.

"Then you’ve never had the twins yet, Mom."

Her head snapped around, eyes wide, stunned, dripping with lust and shock.

"Sarah and Emma?" she gasped, voice breaking on another scream as I drove into her again.

"Exactly," I snarled, gripping her hips harder, holding her in place so she couldn’t escape a single inch, and started fucking her in short, brutal, lightning-fast thrusts, piston-like, relentless, the head of my cock battering her cervix with every stroke.

"Please, baby... please... then..." she begged, voice shattered, "fuck me so hard, so good, so brutal that my mind and my pussy forget any other cock ever existed... make me yours forever... only yours... only my son’s..."

I gave her exactly what she begged for.

I held her down, ass high, body pinned, and fucked her like a machine, like a god, like the son claiming the mother who made him. Every thrust was violent, perfect, merciless, my cock stretching her beyond reason, her pussy gushing and spasming, squirting in uncontrollable bursts around my shaft, soaking us both.

"Take it, Mommy... take every inch of your baby boy’s cock... feel how deep I am... feel how I own this pussy now..."

She screamed, came, screamed again, her body convulsing, her ass clenching, her pussy milking me in frantic, worshipful pulses.

And still, I didn’t stop.

Because she was mine.

And I had only just begun to erase every man who’d ever dared touch what belonged to her son.

I locked my hands around her hips like steel cuffs and slammed her down so hard her entire body jolted, my cock spearing straight through her, the swollen head battering her cervix with a wet, brutal THUD.

"AHHHHH~~~ PETER BABY..."

"Hold still, Mommy," I snarled, voice raw and animal. "I’m going to fuck every other dick out of your memory right now."

I started pounding, no warm-up, no mercy, short, savage, piston-fast thrusts that lifted her knees off the mattress with every impact. The room exploded with the obscene, wet CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP of my hips smashing into her crimson, hand-printed ass, her cheeks rippling like waves, sweat flying in arcs.

Her pussy was a furnace, stretched so wide around my cock that the rim of her entrance turned white, then flushed dark red again with every punishing stroke, gushing creamy froth that coated my shaft and dripped in thick strings from my balls.

"IT FEELS LIKE I’M DYING AND BEING REBORN!" she screamed, tears and mascara streaking her face, drool flying from her lips. "YOUR COCK IS TOO BIG, BABY, TOO PERFECT, I REGRET EVERY MAN WHO EVER TOUCHED ME, I WISH I’D SAVED THIS PUSSY FOR MY SON!"

Another vicious slap, harder, her ass cheek bouncing like it was trying to escape my palm. "Wrong answer again, Mommy." I laughed, dark and filthy, slamming into her so hard her whole body lurched forward.

"Sarah... and Emma... my little babies..." she gasped, voice shattering on a scream as I drove into her again, deeper, harder, faster.

Every stroke was violent, perfect, merciless. My cock stretched her beyond reason, the thick ridge of my cock dragging against her G-spot on every retreat, battering her cervix on every brutal re-entry. Her pussy squirted uncontrollably, hot, creamy jets splattering my stomach, the sheets, her own thighs, the sound wet and obscene.

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