This is my little secret, a story I can’t share with just anyone. It’s too filthy, too taboo. But hey, that’s what makes it exciting.
Two of my sons, bigger and stronger than ever, had me in their sights. Little did they know, I’d been craving this very moment. Their father was away, and the cats were out of the bag.I walked into the den, their eyes bulging, lustful and eager. My heart raced, and my pussy dripped at the thought of what was to come.
They pounced, tearing at my clothes, hungrily kissing me. No pretense, no gentle foreplay. I was their whore, and they knew it.One son held me down, his meaty cock thrusting into my willing mouth. The other worked his fingers into my soaking cunt, sending shivers down my spine.I was their plaything, moaning and writhing. Choked on my own son’s dick, while the other pumped my cunt like a madman. The taboos, the sheer wrongness of it all, only added to the rush.
My body was on fire, their youthful energy consuming me. I came, screaming, as they kept up their relentless attack. My sons were my masters, and I was their willing slave.Then, the grand finale. One after the other, they thrust deeply, shooting their load into my yearning depths. Their hot cum filled me up, a sacred offering.I drained them dry, every last drop, savoring the essence of my sons. Their youthful sperm was my nectar, a sweet reward for this twisted game.
Our little secret, a story that’ll never leave this room. Me, their cum-hungry mom, satisfied and ready for round two.
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