«R-Ren, my beloved Ren... adopting you was the best choice I ever made in my life... keep going... I'm coming... aaaaaah.»
There's no sound sweeter—no music more comforting—than my adoptive mother bouncing on my cock as my eighteenth birthday gift.
Her name is Isabelle Lazar.
The most arousing, the most seductive woman alive.
Even at forty-two, with tits so huge they look unreal, a tight round ass, and burgundy hair framing a face built for endless cumshots… not even girls in their twenties can compare.
Eight years ago, back at the orphanage, when she chose me, the first thing she said after I got into her blazing red Ferrari was: «You've got such a pretty face, you know? I'm sure in a few years you'll turn into a real heartbreaker!»
And, well… she wasn't wrong.
I'm not the bragging type, but facts are facts. Since my first year at Ordrienne High in New York, my "score" has reached 82 students, 3 janitors, 5 teachers, and, yeah, even a couple of my friends' moms.
Well… ex-friends, I guess.
It wasn't exactly a good day when one of my closest buddies barged into his own bedroom and found his mom naked, my dick squeezed between her tits.
He ran off screaming and cursing like crazy. But come on—she was divorced.
What's so wrong with giving her some fun? If she were married, I'd never have done it… maybe.
I guess that's why every guy at school hates me.
But it's not like I can control it.
Whenever a mature woman gives me attention, I lose it completely.
Could Isabelle be the reason behind my obsession with MILFs? It seems likely.
For years she was my ultimate fantasy—until she became the one who actually broke me in.
And then there's something else... their blood.
It tastes divine.