Kiana moaned, her body jolting slightly as Liend pressed harder into her.
"Liend…"
Her breath came ragged—rough and uneven beneath his press, trembling with every thrust.
Liend's voice cracked, barely holding together.
"I… I can't stop, Mom…"
The words tumbled out between thrusts, his rhythm growing deeper, harder—unstoppable.
"No…"Her voice trembled in return—but not with fear."Not that…"
Slowly, she lifted her hands—one reaching for his, still gripping the fabric over her body, while the other moved to rest atop his hand beneath the bra.
She pressed them both into place.
"The bra…"
Kiana's voice cracked mid-jerk, catching on the rhythm of his thrusts.
"Pull it—pull it up, Liend…"
Her words trailed into a moan just as his waist smacked against her ass again—hard.
The impact echoed, her plush flesh jolting, reddening from the force, bobbing beneath him.
"O-Ok," Liend stammered, breath catching.
One hand gripped the bra from above, pinching the tight fabric, trying to pull it up.
The other hand remained beneath—pressing into her from underneath, fingers digging into the warm underside of her breast.
"It's… too tight, Mom…"
He groaned between thrusts, struggling to shift the fabric as his hips kept driving forward.
"Press it," Kiana breathed, her voice low and uneven.
Liend looked down at her—eyes dazed, mind drowning in the heat of her body, everything around him reduced to the feeling of her beneath him.
"Press my bust, Liend…" she whispered again, her hips crashing back against his, meeting every thrust with hungry rhythm.
"Press it—hard."
Her voice was firmer now, need layered beneath the command.
She reached up, clutching his fingers, guiding them tighter.
"Squeeze it from the inside… then push the cloth out, Lie—"
But her words broke into a moan, cut off as Liend slammed deeper—his cock flattening the inner wall of her pussy with a hard, deliberate thrust.
"A—Alright…"
Liend's voice was shaky, breath unsteady—lost in the haze, overwhelmed.
He could feel it—release already building, the pressure sitting heavy at the tip of his cock, ready to burst if he slowed for even a second.
He panted hard, mouth dragging in deep exhales—his breath hot and heavy as flecks of spit scattered across Kiana's bare back.
"Mom…" he murmured, voice raw with tension.
His other hand slid down—reaching the edge of her bra, right where the soft swell of her breast spilled slightly past the tight fabric. He pushed a finger in, slipping beneath the band—more fingers following after, slowly pressing inward.
"Mom… I'm coming in."
His palm pressed hard into her doughy, sensitive flesh.
He pressed firmly, deeper—fingers curling, pushing up beneath the bra, sliding higher, taking more of her in with every squeeze.
"Mmm…"
Kiana moaned softly as his fingers slid closer—creeping up, nearing the peak of her breast.
"That's right, child…"
Her breath was a tender murmur, almost lost in the heat between them. She reached down, her fingers guiding his—leading his hand over the curve, toward the tip still hidden beneath the fabric.
"Just… just a little higher…"
She let out another breathy moan, releasing his hand as hers moved to clutch his arms—fingers tightening, holding on.
Liend rose with her, his fingertips now inches from her nipple—so close, trembling with restraint.
"A little more, Liend…"
Kiana whispered, eyes shut, breath catching as the pressure within her coiled tighter, rising.
"They're just a little—hk!"
Her voice broke into a sharp hitch—her pussy tightening uncontrollably as his fingers reached the tip of her breast, just grazing the edge of her areola.
And then… silence.
Kiana's body froze.
"Mom…"
Liend murmured, his voice low, reverent.
He pressed higher—fingertips barely brushing her peak.
And in that instant, Kiana convulsed—her whole body jolting beneath him.
"Mom…"
He whispered again, steadier this time, as his fingers finally closed around her nipple—warm, trembling, now caught between his touch.
Kiana gasped.
"The bra…"
Her voice came in a ragged breath, faint and strained.
Liend simply nodded, eyes locked to her as his hand pushed up.
"Yes…"
Liend's palm finally reached up—brushing over her nipple as he cupped her breast fully, pressing it back into her chest with firm grip.
Kiana instinctively raised a hand to her mouth, trying to muffle the moan rising in her throat—a habit from the past, unnecessary here… but still hard to break.
Liend thrust forward, hands pressing tight against her breasts. As he leaned in, his hands slid higher.
And then—with a sudden pop, her bra came undone—pushed upward in a bunch.
Her breasts spilled free—massive, soft, and plush—poured out from the sides, no longer restrained.
Kiana's back gave out—her pussy already convulsing as the pleasure overtook her.
She collapsed forward, body falling, as Liend barely caught her—hands struggling to keep her upright.
His own hips trembled from the relentless thrusts, muscles strained, from the pressure.
Her weight sank into him, forcing his back to arch as he kept her suspended, her hips still raised, still taking every thrust he had left.
Liend pressed tighter against her from behind, his chest flush to her back, fingers curling deeper into her soft, heaving breasts.
Kiana's eyes remained shut—lips parted, breath stuttering.
The floor was just inches from her face, but she no longer moved, caught in the stillness between Liend's thrust and surrender.