Thyra couldn't help but sigh. Even from a distance, she could see Bella's pink entrance glistening in her naughty juice. Yet Bella, the Viscountess, put up a smile as she was pleading with Thyra to fuck her.
Thyra, too, didn't have the patience to wait any longer. Thyra's meat had already recovered from its first set of exercises and was ready for another round. Thyra climbed on the bed and positioned herself between Bella's legs.
However, she didn't get the chance to align the nut and bolt before Bella whipped out her legs and wrapped herself around Thyra. Bella had no intention of taking chances and wasn't willing to let Thyra go until she was satisfied.
Even with Bella's legs wrapped around her waist, Thyra had no problem aligning her meat with Bella's hole. And with the salivating wetness, Thyra had already put half of her length inside her before she could feel any resistance.
After two months of constant excavation, Thyra was sure the canal had developed to accommodate her drill perfectly. Rather than resistance, Thyra's meat was greeted with a perfectly shaped, lubricated hole to accommodate her.
'This is also good.' Thyra couldn't help but go slow. She pulled out her half-wet wand before slowly burning herself inside Bella again.
"What are you doing?" Bella snapped while tightening her legs around Thyra's waist and jerked herself against Thyra. Before Thyra could recover from her sudden attack, she was already buried deep inside Bella's lewd meat hole.
However, the attack didn't end there. Now that Bella had torn off her pride, the true slut that was buried deep inside her hole came lusting out.
Again, before Thyra could understand what she was planning to do, Bella rolled over and put Thyra on the bed. Even when Bella was sitting with Thyra's meat inside of her, and it was poking against the deepest part of her vagina, all she could do was moan. And she started to bounce.
Thyra's first experience of cowgirl was with Rika, who couldn't even sit properly. Then there was Hure. It was better, but it was nowhere near effective enough. to make Thyra cum. And then there was Bella.
If Bella's paizuri was like dry humping a cloud, now Thyra was getting the full experience. The wetness and warmth were there. However, it was the softness that caught Thyra off-guard.
The unconditional storage of the fat on her ass cheek was the perfect cushion for Bella's aggressive drops on Thyra's waist. Even if it wasn't, Bella wouldn't have cared. She was a possessed ghost, jumping up and down on Thyra's pole without intending to tone down her moaning.
"You are a true slut, aren't you?" Thyra asked. And the only response she received was eye contact before continuing the jumping endeavour.
She was moving so aggressively that her body couldn't keep up with her. Her milk jugs contained too much fat to follow her movements. While Bella was going up Thyra's pole, her heavy jugs had yet to defy gravity and were still on their downward trajectory.
By the time they could do it, Bella was already going down. And All this rough grinding was only possible because Thyra had a well-trained waist that could handle her weight, and most importantly, Bella had a well-rounded bottom that could cushion the unhindered fall of Thyra's waist.
It was truly like a cloud sucking Thyra inside her. As sacks of fat, they could deform easily to help Bella use Thyra's shaft to stimulate the deepest part of her vaginal canal, even kissing her womb sometimes.
Thyra felt great, but this position didn't hit her correctly. Being in the cowgirl position, she didn't have much to do and could enjoy the grip of Bella's motherly womb again and again. And the view was good too. Who doesn't like the unhindered movement of such beautiful milk jugs?
Yet Bella's unhindered moaning felt like she was just disregarding her presence. Most importantly, her ahego expression made her think she was Bella's master. Instead, she was Bella's cock slave, whom she was using for one and one purpose only, that is, to breed. Adding to the fact she was at the bottom, Thyra felt her ego was taking hits every time she looked at her face.
Thyra raised her hand, wrapped it around her neck, and pulled Bella closer. And before Bella could understand what was happening, Thyra rolled over and put her on the bed while still connected to her.
Bella had yet to understand what had happened. She looked at Thyra, who still had a smile on her face, before giving off a smile.
"You want to breed your mother, too?" Bella's choice of words shocked her for a moment. Yet, Bella didn't care about her expression. Spreading her arms wide open, she moaned, saying, "Come on, plough your mother's vagina, fill your mother's womb, and let me give you another brother."
Thyra thought she was quite resistant to dirty talk, but her still ears turned red. And looking at her unfocused eyes and the lusty smile on her face, she was sure Bella wasn't in her right mind to understand what she was saying.
'She has a weird fetish. Lusting for her own child…" Thyra shook her head. And after doing it with her half-sister, she wasn't sure she was the right person to judge others. She couldn't help but feel her old-world mentality crumbling.
"What are you doing?" And she slapped Thyra. It wasn't quite a hard one. It did break her thoughts as Thyra glared at Bella. She was met with another pair of angry eyes.
"What are you doing? Can't you see your mother is carving for you?" Bella raised her hand again, gently caressing Thyra's red cheek, saying, "Now be a good girl and make Mother satisfied. Don't stop until your mother tells you so. Move. Destroy your mother's womb. Make your mother… Ahhhhhhh."
Bella couldn't get to the end of her sentence before the tip of Thyra's dick hit the back of Bella's womb. Bella gave a smile, adding, "That's it. Do it Ahhh…"
Thyra didn't have the patience to feed on Bella's weird kink. Although Bella's Ahego face, soft motherly mounds, and wet vagina aroused her, her words weren't.
Thyra wouldn't deny the fact that it did make her dick throb in excitement. However, the more excited Bella became, the weirder her words turned out to be. Even if she had the body of a 14-year-old with a mind of 40+ years, being treated as a child was a little off-putting for Thyra.
In the end, Thyra had to cover her mouth before violating her baby hole. It didn't take her long to fill Bella's womb to the brim with her seeds. Letting her hand go, Thyra noticed Bella's purest, gleeful smile as she lay down beside her.
'I really shouldn't have done that.' Thyra really regretted her decision to push Bella off the edge. And she was right to think so.
Thyra didn't get a full minute to rest before she felt something warm wrapping around her still-receding cock. She looked down only to find Bella taking her half-hard dick in her mouth and sucking on it with a smile as if Thyra was hiding the most delicious juice in her nut sack.
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