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Chapter 17 - LLiend

Kiana's back gave out, her body collapsing into the support of Liend's hands, still clutched tightly around her breasts.

Her thighs quivered—muscles trembling from the relentless rhythm of his cock driving into her—as she leaned forward, breathless.

Liend, lost in the haze, completely consumed by the heat of thrusting inside his stepmom, barely managed to hold her up.

Her body was limp, heavy in his arms—her breasts threatening to crash against the floor with the next motion.

But his hands were there—firm, steady.

He cupped her chest tightly, kneading her with hungry palms, refusing to let her go.

His chest pressed flush against her back, both of them slick with sweat—heat and moisture mixing in the space between them, skin on skin.

"Mom…"

Liend grunted, slamming into her with another deep, desperate thrust.

"I… I'm almost at my limit…"

His hands cupped her breasts tightly, thumbs brushing over her nipples as his breath grew ragged.

Kiana's mouth hung open—words barely forming, drool slipping from the corner of her lips. Her body trembled beneath him, barely able to hold itself together.

"D… do it, Liend…"

Her voice came out raw, shaky—trembling by the rhythm of his thrusts and the pressure building inside her.

"Inside…" she gasped,

"You… you have to put it… shoot it inside, Liend…"

He groaned, almost losing himself right there.

Her words were barely coherent—but he didn't need them to be.

He'd lived long enough with his stepmom to understand everything she meant.

"Yes…"

Liend grunted, his voice barely audible—hot breath spilling directly into Kiana's ear.

"I'm… I'm gonna shoot it inside you, mom…"

Kiana moaned, her eyes rolling back beneath fluttering lids, body trembling beneath him.

"Yes, baby…"

Her voice melted into a breathless moan, her pussy clutching tight around him—pulling him in, begging him to release.

Liend's cock throbbed—already right at the edge—

—until he came.

Hard.

"Agh—!"

Kiana cried out as the first hot pulse shot deep inside her, crashing against the innermost wall—right where her womb awaited.

"Liend…"

Kiana moaned, her voice trembling with need.

But Liend—lost in the heat, drowning in the rhythm of each thrust—could barely register her words.

His mind was clouded, overwhelmed by the pleasure surging through him. He moved faster, harder, desperate not to lose the high that had already begun to unravel—his first release already spilling from him.

"Liend…"

Kiana moaned again, this time through clenched teeth—a grunt more than a word.

"I want it—"

Her voice came out low, gritty, laced with urgency.

"Shoot it—"

She raised her arms, shaking as they pressed weakly against the floor, barely under her control.

Her hand trembled, inching its way toward him—slow, unsteady—until it finally reached his side.

"I want it, Liend—Nngh!"

Her voice broke as another smack from his cock slammed into her, stealing the words straight from her mouth and numbing her senses.

"I want it now…"

She growled through clenched teeth, pulling him closer—arms locking tight around him. Her hips pressed up, refusing to let go, holding him in place—denying him even a single retreating thrust.

"Mom—what are you—ugh!"

Liend groaned, his voice cracking as his body reached its limit.

His mind was already fraying at the edge, teetering over release—vision fading, nerves flaring.

His hands began to tremble, suddenly numb—shuddering uncontrollably as sensation overtook him.

His grip slipped.

Fingers slid from Kiana's breasts as she dropped forward—her chest crashing into the floor, soft flesh cushioning the fall.

But she didn't let go.

Her hands clung to his hips—tight—dragging him forward with her.

And with one final, helpless slide, his hips followed hers…And he came.

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The sudden halt in motion made Liend's mind go blank.

His shaft, no longer able to hold back without the rhythm to carry it, throbbed once—then released.

He came—hard—spurting deep inside Kiana's womb.

She moaned, body trembling as the heat filled her.

Her pussy clenched around him, gripping tight in waves—then loosening, then clenching again—her body convulsing in sync with his release.

They met in that moment—his climax crashing into hers, their bodies locked together, trembling through the aftershocks.

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