“You’re takin’ us so good. She felt raw, exposed, and yet… free. She’d spent so long being strong, being the backbone of this family, that she’d forgotten what it felt like to be seen as a woman. “You’re everything,” Duke growled, his lips grazing her neck, leaving a trail of heat that made her pussy clench. “Ma,” Duke murmured, brushing a damp curl from her face, his touch tender yet possessive. Her toes tested the water, its cool bite sending a shiver through her. Her heart ached with the weight of it, her mind racing even as her body hummed with satisfaction. His calloused fingers glided over the curve of her waist, up to cup her breasts, and she arched into his touch. “Whatever you’ll let us, Ma,” he said, his voice rough with need. Her clit throbbed, begging for attention, and she reached down, circling it with her fingers. Her cries echoed into the night, raw and unfiltered, as Wyatt’s cum joined Duke’s inside her. Her hands drifted over her skin, tracing the curve of her hips, the softness of her breasts, reclaiming a body she’d long treated as a tool rather than a source of pleasure. The sincerity in his eyes broke her last defenses, her pussy throbbing with the need to surrender. But now, under the moonlight with their
