"Ahh, Alex… you are cumming so much," Tiffany moaned as she felt my spurts were endless. And how could I not cum endlessly? The way Tiffany had made the taboo fantasy about mother and son made me lose myself completely in pleasure.
"Ahhh, Tiff… I can't stop," I groaned, holding her wide, child-bearing hips hard, wrapping my arms around her waist as I held her firmly in place. Her pregnant pussy was milking my balls dry, squeezing and pulsing around my throbbing cock as I pumped more thick cum deep inside her.
"Get it all out, baby… ahhh, I love it," Tiffany moaned, pushing her ass back against me to take every drop, clearly addicted to the feeling of being filled by me.
"Mom, isn't that guy gonna tell someone?" Brittany asked, still looking toward the elevator with a mix of worry and arousal on her face.
"Don't worry about that, baby," Tiffany said to her daughter, her voice breathy and satisfied as she continued to milk my cock with her warm, pregnant pussy.
