her eyes fluttering. The logic part of her brain was gone, drowned in dopamine. She would agree to anything. She wanted anything he would give her.
"Deeper?" she breathed, her hips twitching involuntarily, seeking that friction again.
"Yes," he said, his other hand moving to unlace the front of his trousers. "To truly heal you... I need to plug the leak. I need to go inside and seal the energy."
He freed himself. His cock sprang free, heavy and throbbing. He pressed the blunt head of it against the wet fabric of her trousers, right over her entrance. The heat of her soaked clothes scorched him.
"Is that okay, Aunt?" he asked, though it wasn't a question, since he already got his cock out.
"Can I remove this barrier and heal you fully?"
He pressed the blunt, feverish head of his cock against the soaked fabric of her trousers, ready to shove them down and seal the deal.
