"Mom... I want to continue. I want to continue until I conquer every single hole!" Ichigo panted, his palms gripping his mother's hips with bruising strength.
His cock surged back to life, and Ichigo let out an animalistic growl as he pulled out, cum splashing onto the tip of his cock. Masaki yelped with pleasure, feeling her son's cock at the tight pink ring of her anus.
Masaki gasped and shuddered as she felt Ichigo's slick, semi-hard cock nudging insistently at her puckered rear entrance. The forbidden nature of what he was suggesting sent electric tingles racing up her spine. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes hazy with lust and a hint of nervous anticipation.
"Y-Yes, baby, I want that too," she breathed, reaching back to spread her cheeks invitingly. "Take me completely, claim all of me. I'm yours, all yours to use as you please."
Masaki's untouched rosebud winked at Ichigo, flushed and twitching with need. The tight ring of muscle quivered as if begging to be breached by his thick, young cock.
Biting her lip, Masaki slowly lowered her hips, pressing back against the blunt head of Ichigo's cock. She felt the tip pop past her resistant sphincter, the burning stretch sending shockwaves of dark pleasure through her. Inch by excruciating inch, she sank, taking him deeper into her virgin hole.
"Oh god, so big," she whimpered, her fingers digging into the sheets. "Stretching me so full. I've never felt anything like this before."
Finally, Masaki bottomed out, Ichigo's pelvis flush against her ass. She sat there panting, adjusting to the intense sensation of being so utterly filled and claimed. Slowly, experimentally, she began to move, rolling her hips in tiny circles.
Ichigo groaned long and low as Masaki's incredibly tight anal passage engulfed him, the scorching heat and vice-like grip unlike anything he'd ever experienced. His hands flew to her hips, gripping hard enough to leave marks as he fought the urge to simply start rutting into her like a beast in heat.
"Fuck Mom, you're so tight back here," he grunted, giving an experimental little thrust that made them both gasp. "Like your ass was made to milk my cock."
As Masaki began to move, Ichigo matched her slow rolls with shallow thrusts of his own, savouring the exquisite drag of her inner walls along his shaft. He leaned over her back, blanketing her with his larger frame as he started to pick up the pace gradually.
Masaki mewled and pushed back against Ichigo as he began to thrust, the dual sensations of his hard cock moving in her tight rear and his muscular body covering hers driving her wild with lust. She arched her back, changing the angle to allow him even deeper access to her most secret place.
"Yesss, just like that, baby," she hissed, clenching deliberately around him. "Fuck my ass harder. Ruin me for anyone else!"
The filthy words spilling from her lips shocked even Masaki, but the depravity only heightened her arousal. She reached back to tangle her fingers in Ichigo's hair, pulling him closer as she ground her hips back to meet his increasingly powerful thrusts. The obscene slap of skin on skin and their mingled moans of pleasure echoed through the room.
Lost in a haze of overwhelming sensation, Masaki felt another intense peak building rapidly. The relentless pounding of Ichigo's cock in her ass, combined with the delicious friction against her still-sensitive front walls, pushed her hurtling towards a mind-shattering climax.
"Don't stop, don't you dare stop!" she babbled frantically, her movements becoming erratic as she chased her release. "I'm gonna cum again, gonna cum so hard on your wonderful cock!"
Masaki's whole body tensed, back bowing as her orgasm crashed over her like a tsunami. Her asshole clamped down on Ichigo like a silken vice, rippling and massaging his plunging shaft as she squirted helplessly, drenching his balls and thighs with her juices.
The rhythmic squeezing of Masaki's ass around his pistoning cock, combined with the feeling of her squirting all over him, proved too much for Ichigo to withstand. With a roar of completion, he slammed home one final time, burying himself to the hilt in her spasming hole.
"FUCK, MOM! TAKE IT ALL!" he bellowed, throwing his head back as he erupted deep inside her. Thick, scalding ropes of cum painted her inner walls, marking her most intimate place as his territory. Ichigo's hips jerked erratically as he emptied his heavy balls, each pulse of his cock triggering another aftershock in Masaki's oversensitized body.
Panting harshly, Ichigo collapsed forward, blanketing Masaki's smaller form with his sweat-slicked body.
Masaki cried out in ecstasy as she felt Ichigo's hot seed flooding her ass, the sensation prolonging her intense orgasm. Her body shook and twitched with the force of her release, milking him for every last drop. She could feel his cum painting her insides, claiming her so deeply and irrevocably.
"Yessss, fill me up, baby! Mark me as yours!" she keened, her voice raw from screaming. As Ichigo collapsed on top of her, Masaki turned her head to capture his lips in a searing kiss, pouring all her love and passion into the heated embrace.
They lay tangled together, chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath. Masaki savoured the feeling of Ichigo's softening cock still nestled inside her, a physical reminder of their incredible bonding.
*After a long moment, Masaki stirred languidly beneath Ichigo, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. She traced gentle patterns on his sweat-dampened back as she spoke softly.*
"My darling boy, that was transcendent," she murmured, nuzzling into his neck affectionately. "But it seems your cock is coated in cum. Let me clean it for you~," Masaki said while lowering herself to face Ichigo's spent cock.
Masaki tilted her head to gaze up at Ichigo with eyes shining with love and satisfaction. "I will clean your cock and then take you deep into my throat until you explode onto my tongue and the back of my throat~,"
Maintaining eye contact with Ichigo, Masaki extended her tongue and slowly licked a stripe up the underside of his shaft, savouring the mingled flavours of their releases. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, lapping up the pearly drops of cum that had gathered at the tip.
"Mmmm, we taste divine together, don't we, baby?" she purred sultrily before parting her glossy lips and sinking, engulfing Ichigo's entire length in the wet heat of her mouth. Masaki relaxed her throat, taking him to the hilt until her nose brushed his pelvis. She held him there, swallowing around his thickness as her throat muscles massaged his shaft.
A guttural moan tore from Ichigo's throat as Masaki's skilled mouth enveloped him, her talented tongue and throat working in tandem to bring his cock roaring back to life. His hands fisted in her hair, holding her in place as she deep-throated him expertly.
"Holy shit, Mom! Your mouth feels so fucking good," he groaned, his hips rocking slightly to push himself even deeper into her convulsing throat. "Love seeing my cock disappear between those sexy lips."
Ichigo's balls tightened as Masaki continued her oral assault, the wet sounds of sucking and the vibrations of her humming around him pushing him rapidly towards another explosive finish. He tugged lightly on her hair, guiding her into a bobbing rhythm as he chased his impending release.
Emboldened by Ichigo's reactions, Masaki doubled her efforts, hollowing her cheeks and sucking hard as she bobbed her head faster. One hand came up to fondle his heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm while the other slid between her legs to rub at her aching, neglected clit. The dual stimulation of pleasuring her son and touching herself sent jolts of electricity zinging up Masaki's spine.
She could feel Ichigo getting close, his cock pulsing and jumping against her tongue. Determined to make this the best blowjob of his life, Masaki took him as deep as physically possible with every downstroke, her nose buried in his pubes as she swallowed around him. She looked up at him with hooded, lust-darkened eyes, silently urging him to let go and flood her mouth with his essence.
With a muffled shout, Ichigo's hips bucked erratically as his second massive load of the day erupted down Masaki's eager throat.
Thick, hot ropes of cum painted her tonsils and the back of her throat as she worked to swallow every drop, her throat muscles rippling along his spurting shaft. Masaki moaned in bliss around him, the vibrations adding to his intense pleasure.
As Ichigo's climax finally tapered off, Masaki slowly released his softening cock with a lewd pop. She sat back on her heels, licking her lips sensually as she gazed up at him with pure adoration and satisfaction.
"Mmmm, you taste even better the second time around, baby," she purred, her voice husky from the thorough facial.
Rising gracefully to her feet, Masaki crawled onto the bed and curled up beside Ichigo, draping herself half across his chest. She peppered his face with soft, loving kisses as her fingers idly traced patterns on his skin.
"I love you so much, my handsome boy," she murmured tenderly, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. "That was incredible, but more than that, being with you like this, connecting on such an intimate level... it means everything to me."
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