Smash me into a puddle in this bed, break mommy’s pussy!”
He was slamming in and out of her, his fingers digging into her back and shoulders. Excited, she began to desperately flex her own hips back and forth, making the bed shake and rattle. He could see her face, even better than he could with his glasses on. Quickly she unzipped the dress and let it drop to the floor. “Yes, that’s it, just like that.”
Lance froze for a moment unsure how to proceed. Nurse Chapel collapsed forward and lay on his heaving chest. “ Oh my God I never let your dad do that baby.”
A day later she checked out of the hospital, completely recovered. Within moments sperm dribbled down to both of the ripe and fertile eggs. Chapel’s back and knees no longer hurt, the same with her feet. His mother’s body tensed and she gasped, her cunt clenching hard at his fingers. Moving to the bed, she pulled the blankets off the unconscious man’s body. How he wished milk would flow from them into his mouth again. He could see her face, even better than he could with his glasses on. Stafford was a widow who was suffering from acute kidney failure.
