The bed groaned and creaked beneath them, the sturdy frame protesting with every brutal thrust as Mika drove into Yelena with unrestrained force.
It was as if the bed itself mourned the sheer depravity unfolding upon it.
Mother and son locked in raw, primal incest.
Mika couldn't hold back anymore.
All the taboo fantasies he'd harbored for years—the dark, shameful dreams of sucking her breasts, slapping her ass, and claiming her body were real now.
He was living them. And the reality was better than any fantasy.
He fucked her hard from the start—no gentle buildup like with Charlotte.
His cock slammed deep into her virgin pussy, the thick head kissing her cervix with every punishing stroke before pulling back almost to the tip, only to drive in again.
"Smack!♡~ Smack!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mmmm!♡~"
Yelena's nails scratched down his back, leaving red trails as she clung to him, legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper.
