>>8683889
pt. 4
>Thighfucking was a ritual, his cock sliding between her slick thighs, her juices mixing with his cum as he marked her legs, her skirt. Cunnilingus was his gift to her, his tongue lapping at her sopping wet pussy, sucking her clit until she screamed, her body convulsing in orgasm. With Jake’s academic performance improving—his grades climbing as he chased the honors Emily demanded for her womb—his confidence grew, his cock familiarizing itself with every inch of her pussy, even through the rubber he wore for now. Every night, they fucked with a lurid intensity, prepping her for her inevitable impregnation, their cover story already set: a clinical artificial insemination to explain the pregnancy to Ethan, to society. But in the dark of their bedroom, with Ethan asleep down the hall, Jake would pin her to the bed, his cock thrusting deep, the condom a thin barrier to his promise. “Fuck, Em,” he’d growl, his hands groping her tits, his mouth sucking her nipples as he fucked her. “Your pussy’s gonna know my cock by heart, ready for when I knock you up. A 36-year-old MILF, my mommy girlfriend, carryin’ my kid.” Emily would moan, her legs wrapped around him, her pussy clenching around his cock, her body trembling with arousal. “Yes, Jake,” she’d gasp, her hands pulling him closer, her tits bouncing with every thrust. “Fuck me, baby. Prep my womb, make me yours. I’m your 36-year-old whore, your mom, your everything.” Her devotion to Jake was absolute, her facade as Ethan’s mother a thin veil over her true allegiance. She’d drop everything for Jake, her pussy dripping at his call, her heart and body his, even as she played the role of the strict, loving mom to Ethan, guiding him to success while surrendering to the delinquent brat who’d claimed her forever.