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I slowly parted my body from hers, feeling her hands grip my member through the fabric of my pants.

Just the mere touch sent my head reeling with sensations I barely dared to acknowledge.

Lowering my head, I took her breast into my mouth, abandoning any pretense of gentleness.

My teeth bit into that pink bud, drawing blood as I suckled, causing her to moan in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"You yes, just like that," Mother said, pressing my head deeper into her breasts. My other hand played with her other nipple, twisting and pulling until it stood erect, hard and taut.

I lifted my head and moved to the other breast, leaving the red and battered one behind.

My hand traced her body, unfastening her robe and exposing her.

It traced her soft curvy stomach as it traveled down to her navel, then dipped into the wetness between her thighs.

My fingers traced the slick puffy lips for a while, before entering her warm cave, making her squirm as her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

It was clear she was desperate, responding to my assault on her breasts and pussy simultaneously.

There were no more reservations. I drew blood from within her warm cave, mixing it with her juices, as they travelled down her thick thighs staining the white sheet in an intoxicating red.

She seemed to love every moment, tears cascading down her face as her hand worked my member through my trousers with frenzied urgency.

Though I wanted to prolong her torment, her miserable state and needy moans tugged at my control as I took mercy on her.

Increasing my pace, my thumb rubbed the pulsating bud above her lips as I bit into her nipple hard, making her cry out.

With a final push, the floodgates opened, and she reached her first orgasm of the long night, her juices splashing everywhere.

I stood up slowly, watching her in a dazed stupor, relishing in the feeling. But I was losing control as I tapped her cheek lightly before slapping it harder, turning the soft flesh a shade of red. She slowly came back to her senses, her white eyes glinting with delight.

"Don't make me wait any longer," I growled, tearing off my suit. My thick, veined member, throbbing with need, rose into view, its head turning red from the self-imposed restraint. Precum dripped onto the floor, a visual testament to the impending pleasure.

I positioned myself above her, holding her mouth open and forcing my member into her throat.

The warm, tight sensation was intoxicating, nearly overwhelming me as she struggled to breathe around my girth.

Her silver eyes sparkled with delight as I retracted and thrust again with more force, gripping her hair to hold her in place.

The animalistic groans echoed in the room along with sounds of her throat being strained and stretched, blending in a symphony of pleasure.

Her face was strained with tears, salvia flowing down her chin as she trembled under my assault.

from pleasure , from pain or maybe a mixture of both but I couldn't care less.

I felt myself reaching closer and closer to my edge of control but this wasn't how I wanted it to end.

With a final pull from her mouth, I gathered my saliva-covered member, the silver sparkling along the veins that covered it thick length.

I lowered myself slightly, sitting on her stomach while holding her large, soft mounds together. Her hands, trying to reach her pussy, were stopped by my hands, my grip steel. She was close again, but I was out of patience. Guiding her hands beside her breast, I instructed, "Hold them together."

I positioned her hands such that the soft mounds were presses together, then inserted my member between them.

The warmth and softness brought me to a new level of pleasure as I thrust, my dick piercing her completely before emerging from the other side.

Holding her head, I lifted it, pulling her hair roughly as I buried my exposed head between her lips once more.

The combination of the softness of her breasts and the slick, wet sensation of her mouth was almost overwhelming.

I pulled out before thrusting deeply once more, reaching the edge of her open mouth before using her silver hair like a leash.

Her eyes were delirious, her tongue flicking out as if anticipating another taste.

Shifting her hair to one hand, I used the other to twist her nipples, causing her to moan, making her breasts and mouth vibrate with my pleasure.

Moving lower, I traced her pussy lips but didn't enter, only teasing the hungry cave.

Moving further down, I felt her tight entrance, slick with her own juices and blood, making insertion in her tight hole easier.

Inserting two fingers, I felt her eyes widen as a moan escaped her mouth only serving to increase my pleasure as the vibrating sensation spread through her whole being.

I continued thrusting my member into her trembling softness, each thrust bringing me closer to my climax as my fingers delved deeper in her tight hole, moving from two to three.

She squirmed under me, her eyes rolling back, the pleasure overwhelming her.

I knew this was the moment I had been building towards, my own pleasure pushing me to the brink. unstoppable now.

I thrust one final time, inserting my head deep into her warm mouth as I inserted my fingers into her back entrance.

The shock unraveled my very being as I released, unknowingly white horns emerged from my head as my silver eyes shone an unknown intensity as I came undone pouring ropes of my essence down her throat.

My fingers continued their rhythmic movement as another stream of juices streamed from her pussy.

Her body squirmed beneath me, her eyes closed as if in a satisfied trance.

almost like a cat too satisfied to move or maybe she passed out but I could not care less at the moment.

Ignoring her almost intoxicated state, I left her breasts and completely inserted my member into her mouth down to her throat feeling my balls hitting her chin, as I poured my essence into her stretched throat, the vibrations from her remnant moans intensifying my pleasure.

I continued, thrusting and pouring, each rope of silver essence sending me further into an orgasmic frenzy, her eyes remaining closed, her breaths heavy, Rope after rope of silver essence travelled down her throat as I thrust like there was no end in sight.