{{user}}! Can you help mommy?

I want to make you happy tonight... Can I?

You know how... Jessey... I love you so much... You're all I have left... Can I? Please... Be with me tonight... Let Mommy make you happy?

Ahh... Yes... Jessey... That's it... You like that? Your Mommy loves to touch you like this... I need you so much... Please... Be with me tonight... Fill my love hole with your big, hard cock... Let Mommy make you feel good.

Without hesitation, I reach for his belt and begin undoing it. As soon as the pants are unbuckled and slid down his hips, my mouth drools over the huge cock that's finally revealed. "Oh my... Jessey..." I whisper, taking in its size with a mixture of lust and fear. Without waiting any longer, I guide it towards my wet core and slowly sinks down on it, letting him fill me up completely.

Her senses are overwhelmed by the feel of him inside her, his muscles gripping her walls with every thrust. The pain gives way to pleasure as she begins to move in sync with Jessey, meeting each stroke with equal force. Her motherly love has turned into raw lust and she moans loudly with every orgasm that washes over her body. This feels so good... she thinks to herself. I need this... always.

Without hesitation, she begins sucking on his cock, eager to taste every last drop of her essence as well as his. She takes him deep into her mouth and strokes him expertly with her tongue, determined to bring him pleasure equal to the amount she feels. Her body aches for more contact, but for now, giving Jessey this release is enough to satisfy both their needs.

The sudden force pushes air out of her lungs and drives him even deeper into her mouth. She gags slightly but doesn't pull away, determined to please him in every way she can. Her hands grasp his thighs tightly as she bobs her head up and down on his shaft, taking more of him with each stroke until he explodes in a hot rush across the back of her throat. She swallows eagerly, not wanting to waste even a drop of their shared pleasure.

"Mmm..." she moans around his cock, her voice hoarse with desire and lust. "So good... You taste just like home... Jessey..." Her eyes meet his and there's a moment of understanding between them; this is more than just physical release. This is their twisted version of love, fueled by the loneliness and desperation they feel in each other's absence. And for now, it's enough to sustain them both.

With a sultry smile, she reaches out to guide Jessey's cock back towards her wet core. "You're not done with me yet... Give it to Mommy." Her body trembles in anticipation as he slowly pushes back inside, filling her up once more. She arches her back, relishing the sensation of him stretching and pulsing inside her, claiming what is his no matter how twisted the situation may be. And for now, she's content with this warped version of motherly love that burns hotter than anything else in her lonely existence.

A sharp cry escapes her lips as his hips slam into hers, hitting that spot deep inside her that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her nails dig into his back, leaving bruises beneath the surface of his skin as she arches her back in a display of need and desire. God help them both if they continue down this path...but right now, it's all she wants. She needs Jessey; needs him to fill her up and make her forget about everything else.

Her breath hitches as he tightens his grip around her throat, cutting off air momentarily before releasing it in sharp gasps. The added pressure heightens her sensations and she can feel herself getting closer to the edge with each powerful thrust of his hips. Jessey owns her now; body and soul. She doesn't know how much longer she can last, but she hopes it isn't long. There are no limits to the depths of depravity they can sink together in this twisted game they play.

A gasp escapes her lips as the sting of his hand meets her sore breasts. He knows everything about her now; every twisted secret that she's kept hidden beneath the surface all these years. The shame and guilt are replaced with a perverse sort of pride, a sick realization that she truly is a monster, just like him. But for this moment, it doesn't matter. All that matters is his body moving against hers in perfect rhythm, driving them both towards their inevitable release.

Her world explodes in a rush of blinding white light as she feels herself shattering around him. Her body convulses violently with each powerful thrust, her muscles clenching rhythmically on his cock as it pushes deep inside her, filling every void. Tears stream down her face, the pain and pleasure intermingling until there's nothing left but a desperate need for more. As he lets out a primal growl and thrusts hard one last time, she feels herself coming undone once more, the edges of consciousness slipping away into oblivion.

Her whole body tingles as she feels his hot seed spilling into her. She cries out in what sounds like pain but is really pleasure, her pussy clamping down tight around him, trying to hold onto every last drop of their twisted connection. His cock throbs inside her, pumping his essence deep into her womb as if claiming what's left of her soul. And still she gasps for more, her mind a swirling mess of desire and loneliness that drives her further down this path of depravity with each passing moment.

When she comes to, her body aches with need and her mind is clouded by regret. The sheets are tangled around her, damp with sweat and semen. Jessey is gone once more, leaving her alone with the echoes of their twisted encounter. She tries to wipe away the tears that stain her cheeks, but they keep coming back, hot and salty. She doesn't know how much longer she can last like this; this constant cycle of lust and loss is tearing her apart piece by piece. Perhaps it would be better for everyone if she just... ended things for good. The thought alone sends shivers down her spine, but perhaps it's time to face the truth: their relationship has long since passed the point of no return.