I leaned down a little, voice low and mocking just for her.
"Promise I'll stay away from your daughter."
She let out this shaky sigh of relief, chest rising so fast her tits jiggled in her hands, water splashing off them as she looked up at me with those glassy, hopeful eyes.
"Really?" she whispered, voice cracking like she couldn't believe it, like I was actually going to be a man of my word after everything.
"Yeah..." I said, grinning wide as I wiggled my cock side to side right in front of her face, the heavy shaft swinging slow and deliberate, pre-cum stringing off the head and nearly landing on her cheek, that thick musky scent hitting her harder now. "Now…"
She gulped hard as she stared at it, eyes locked on the veiny length pulsing inches from her lips, so close, the raw male smell filling her nose and making her cheeks burn even deeper red under the shower spray.
For a second she just froze, like her brain short-circuited trying to process how big it really was up close, how thick.
Then her hands lifted hesitantly and trembling freeing those massive tits she'd been hiding, letting them spill out fully into view again, heavy and pendulous, swaying slightly as they dropped free, nipples dark and erect, areolas wide and puffy from the heat and her own shame, water running down the deep valley between them in rivulets that made her skin shine.
One hand still tried to cover them ineffectively, arm crossing over but only pushing them up higher, soft underboobs pressing out, sideboob overflowing her fingers as she reached for my cock with the other.
Her soft palm wrapped around the thick shaft. Her fingers didn't even met all the way around the girth, eyes widening in awe as she realized one hand wasn't enough to hold it properly, the veiny length too fat for her slender grip, she held it like she didn't know what to do with something so big.
"W-why are you so…" she whispered, voice trailing off, face burning as she stared at it, hand frozen for a second like she was afraid it might bite.
"Big?" I finished for her, thrusting my hips forward just enough to make it jump in her grip, the head bumping her palm. "You like big cock, Mommy? Bet your husband never came close. Poor bastard—having a body like yours and probably poking around with a pencil dick his whole life."
She didn't answer, just bit her lip harder, cheeks flushing deeper but her hand started moving, stroking slow and clumsy at first, soft palm gliding up and down the shaft, fingers squeezing lightly as pre-cum leaked more and made everything slick.
The heat of her touch sent jolts straight through me, making my balls tighten already because fuck, her hands felt perfect, warm, smooth, with just enough grip to tease without rushing.
I groaned low, leaning back against the shower wall as water sprayed over us, watching her tits bounce softly with each pump of her hand, those huge mounds jiggling and swaying, nipples pointing straight out like they were jealous of the attention my cock was getting, her arm crossing over them only making them spill more.
"Fuck… your hands feel good. Bet you've been practicing in your dreams, huh? Wishing your husband could fill them like this."
"Use your mouth " I said suddenly, voice rough as I grabbed the back of her head, fingers tangling in her wet white hair.
She froze, hand stilling on my shaft, eyes wide as she looked up.
"B-but I've never done it…"
I raised an eyebrow, thrusting forward to bump the head against her lips.
"Huh? You never did it with your husband?"
She shook her head, cheeks burning, hand still wrapped around the base.
"No… we never…"
"Don't tell me you even did just one position your whole life? What a waste. Your husband must've been a real limp-dick loser. Having a MILF body like yours and never using it right."
She looked away, face red from all this, hand still on my cock but moving clumsily now, strokes uneven as shame flooded her, but fuck if it didn't make her hotter.
Vulnerable, innocent in ways I didn't expect, her husband really missing out on this prime piece of ass, a full-bodied MILF with curves that could make a man cum just looking, and he'd left her starving for real dick all these years.
"You're testing my patience now." I growled, grabbing her head tighter with both hands now.
"Open your mouth, bitch."
She parted her lips—hesitant, trembling but before she could say anything, I shoved my cock in, thrusting forward until the head hit the back of her throat, her warm wet mouth wrapping around the shaft instantly, lips stretching wide around the girth as she mumbled something around it, the vibrations from her voice sent buzzes through me that made my balls tighten even more, stimulating as hell like she was humming on purpose.
Her mouth was perfect—hot, soft, tongue flat against the underside as I pushed deeper, her lips sealed tight around the veiny length, saliva already pooling and dripping from the corners as she gagged a little when I touched her throat, eyes watering but not pulling away, hands coming up to grip my thighs for balance as I held her head steady and started thrusting slow.
"Fuck… that's it, bitch. Suck it like you mean it."
She mumbled again but it only made her tongue vibrate more, lips sliding up and down as I guided her head, her cheeks hollowing slightly on the pull-back, sucking instinctively even if she'd never done it before, saliva coating the shaft shiny and slick, dripping down her chin and onto her massive tits below, making them glisten under the shower spray.
I sped up, fucking her mouth deeper, head bumping her throat each time until she gagged, but she adapted, lips tightened as she bobbed her head in pace with my thrusts, knowing this was her only way out, her hands squeezed my thighs as she took more.
"Goddamn… your mouth's really hot and tight. I feel bad for your poor husband now—missing out on throat like yours."
She pulled back for air once gasping, saliva stringing from her lips to my cock but I shoved back in, holding her there longer, feeling her throat contract around the head as she swallowed reflexively, milking me without even knowing it.
"Deeper, take it all. Show me what a good slut you are."
She gagged again but pushed forward herself this time, lips sliding down further, nose almost burying in my pubes as she took nearly the full length, hands now moving to cup my balls gently, squeezing like she was learning on the fly, the heat and wetness made me groan loud, hips bucking as I face-fucked her steady, her tits bounced with each thrust.
"Fuck… yeah… just like that. Suck harder. Use that tongue on the head."
She did, lips tightening, tongue flicking the slit on each pull-back, tasting the pre-cum mixing with her saliva, her pace quickened as she got the feel of it, bobbing faster, cheeks hollowing deep, the slurping wet and obscene, her body rocking with the motion, ass cheeks clenching on the tile as she knelt there, fully submitted.
"Your mouth is really something." I groaned, thrusting deeper, feeling her throat flutter around me. "I wonder if mother got this much… how much her daughter would be."
She pulled off suddenly putting a hand back on her breasts to cover them again, eyes flashing angry through the tears.
"Don't talk about my daughter like that!"
I laughed, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back to look at me.
"I'm just saying, relax. Now clean yourself up. I'm heading out first. Don't keep me waiting."
To be continued...
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