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Chapter 20 Part 3: Double Claim
He savored the unimaginable cinch and heat her wanton answer and cries amplified the peak.
He moved like a maestro deep and steady in her tight path.
But looking at Chen Fang kneeling eyes misted mouth smeared holding a new shy satisfaction desire to own and mark swelled higher.
He would not leave her witnessing.
"Mom," he said husky and unquestionable eyes burning "turn face down."
She trembled knowing.
Shame flooded overridden by a stronger newborn want and a warped belonging.
No hesitation she even showed a quick, eager obedience turning lifting her own cheeks round but spare smooth and white sleep dress rucked to her waist.
The tender ring oft opened by her son fluttered pink fully bared awaiting the king.
Wang Li, dizzy under him, still caught it in the corner of her eye she moaned excitement and cheer: "Ah… Xiaoyu… quick… give Sister Fang… too… ah… harder… ride me…"
He looked at the two, side by side cheeks raised offering the most private gate flood of conquest and incest thrill slammed him.
He pulled free of Wang Li stringing a viscous gloss.
No pause no wiping the still-iron shaft slicked with mixed fluids he stepped to Chen Fang.
One hand steadied the weapon at the fluttering bud; the other pressed her slim waist holding her.
"Mom, relax," he said low trace of gentleness but firm and strong.
He drove steady
Lubed by love and leftover seed, the thick weapon slid, gentle but unstoppable, root-deep into her tight, hot passage.
"Urr ah !!! Xiaoyu… so… so deep… ah…" she cried a long note of pain braided with fullness instantly filled gut stretched overwhelming, total possession.
She shook hard hands clamped on the sofa edge.
He felt the unimaginable cinch and heat different from Wang Li fragile and absolutely yielding thrilling him deeper.
He worked slow and deep grinding root each time feeling every ripple and clench.
"Ah… Xiaoyu… you're… killing Mommy… ah… so tight… so full… Mommy… is yours… ah…" she moaned unrestrained crying edge and her body met him drowning in the wave.
Wang Li, emptied suddenly, felt a hollow loss.
She turned saw Chen Fang rippling under him cheeks jiggling eyes full of excited joy to share.
No jealousy only more arousal.
She crawled to Chen Fang kneeling by her head.
"Sister Fang… is it good? Xiaoyu… is he… making you fly?" She panted honeyed voice thread of envy.
Watching Chen Fang's flushed, dazed face wholly lost under her son a strong impulse surged.
She bent set a soft tongue to Chen Fang's sweaty cheek down her neck, the clavicle ending at the nipple that shook with his thrusts.
"Ah! Wang Li… no… don't lick… ah… Xiaoyu… harder… ah…" Chen Fang rocked with the sudden added spark
Nipple's tingle with her son's gut-deep pounding she crested like never before.
Her body seized flood poured deep; urine, too, burst with it.
"You're so sensitive, Sister Fang…" Wang Li giggled more fervent at the nipple adding a precise nip.
Her free hand dove between her own thighs muddy and aching rubbing and digging moaning wantonly: "Ah… Xiaoyu… watching you take Sister Fang… Auntie… is itching to death… ah… harder… take her harder…"
He watched the obscene pinnacle his mother, crying and losing control under him; Wang Li, a greedy she-beast licking Chen Fang's breasts, self-pleasuring moaning to egg him on.
The scene slammed him.
He growled harder, rougher each jab like to her deepest gut.
"Slut! Clamp! Yes… suck like that… Wang Li… louder!" He barked orders as he ravaged.
Wang Li, stoked by the command, rubbed faster cries pitching higher: "Ah ! Xiaoyu ! Wreck her! Split Sister Fang's ass! Ah… Auntie… Auntie's coming… watching you… is so good… ah !!!" She peaked body shuddering spraying the carpet.
He teetered
He locked his grip on Chen Fang's hips pile-driving a dozen strokes then buried deep scalding, thick floods burst to the deepest gut.
"Urr ah !!!" Chen Fang's blanking climax fire of internal flood gut spasms she flopped like a fish limp on the sofa only ragged breath and dazed whimpers.
Panting, he drew out.
He looked down on the wreck Chen Fang limp, like a broken doll her back gate fluttering leaking mixed fluids; Wang Li sprawled satisfied face flushed, lazy her fingers still idly toying her soaked cleft.
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