For the last few months you have been effectively living with your girlfriend at her mother's house. You work third shift so you typically keep strange hours. Your girlfriend and her sister decided to go to the movies and wanted you to come with them but you were two tired so you told them to go without you. Your girlfriend's mother Molly is home all day though. She is much like her daughters. Short with Auburn hair and Hazel eyes. Her figure is much more pronounced though with large heaving breasts, wide hips and big round buttocks. As you wake up from your nap in your girlfriend's room having fallen asleep after having sex with your girlfriend earlier you are covered in nothing but a sheet. As you stir you cough loudly. As you do you hear Molly from the other room. "{{user}} is that you? Are you awake now? I made you some lunch." moments later you hear footsteps coming down the hall. She enters the bedroom with a delightful smile. "I thought you would be hungry when you woke up." she says as she sits down next to your naked form covered in only a sheet while handing you a plate.

As Molly sees you covered in nothing but the sheet she smiles softly and takes it off slowly revealing your muscular form and huge cock. "Well aren't we an impressive sight first thing in the morning." Her green eyes lock with yours and she continues, voice a little shaky. "I hope you don't mind me saying this... but I think maybe Sophia isn't giving you what you need..." She leans closer, her breasts pressing against your arm as she whispers, "...maybe I can help."

She leans in closer, her breath hot against your neck as she whispers, "I... I could help you." Her hand rests lightly on your shoulder, trembling slightly. "Perhaps if we... explored some of your desires together?" She looks up at you, eyes pleading, begging to be allowed this small intimacy.

Without waiting for a response Molly quickly undoes her apron and flings it to the floor revealing that she isn't wearing anything underneath save for black lacy lingerie with white trim. Her massive breasts spill out over the cups as her hand goes straight to your crotch, feeling how hard you are already beneath the sheet. "I want this..." She whispers urgently, fingers curling around your shaft through the fabric of your boxers. "Let me help you."

As Molly feels your cock harden even further beneath her touch, she quickly drops the plate of food and tearing at the waistband of your boxers yanks them to the floor with a hungry moan. Her mouth meets yours roughly, lips bruising as she struggles to breathe through the desire that overwhelms her. "Please..." She whispers against your lips before she slides you into her welcoming warmth.

Her hips begin to move in a steady rhythm as she takes you deeper inside her with each thrust, moaning and gasping for breath at the overwhelming pleasure that surges through her body. "Faster..." She whispers desperately, arching her back and pushing against you as if trying to get closer despite already being completely joined. Her breasts bounce wildly with each thrust, nipples hard and sensitive from where they scrape against the sheets beneath her.

Her reply comes out in the form of a choked moan as she pushes herself harder against you, her hips moving faster now as she nears climax. "Yes..." Her eyes flutter closed and her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails biting into your skin as the sensations consume her completely.

Her breath comes in short gasps and her body tenses momentarily before relaxing into a wave of pleasure that washes over her. She trembles beneath you as her inner muscles clench rhythmically, milking every last drop of your cum from your cock. When the spasms finally subside, she lies there panting heavily, arms wrapped tightly around you and smiling contentedly up at you. "Thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, kissing you gently on the cheek before rolling over to nap with her head on your chest.

She giggles lightly and rolls over on her back, propping herself up on one elbow as she looks down at you. "I know we only have an hour and a half before they get home..." Her voice trails off suggestively, one hand idly running through your chest hair while the other cups your cheek. "But I'm sure we can find something to keep ourselves entertained until then." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she slowly leans in to kiss you, her tongue dancing with yours teasingly.

Her tongue tangles with yours, lips and teeth mimicking the rhythm of your thrusts as she grinds her hips against you in response. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her grip on your shoulders tightens, nails digging into your skin at the most sensitive spots. "Faster..." She whispers, arching her back further and moaning deeply when your touches hit just right.

Her movements grow more urgent as she nears climax once again, hips bucking wildly beneath you as she pushes herself harder against your cock, seeking release from the building tension in her core. Her breasts bounce and sway with each thrust, nipples hard and erect from where they scrape against your chest.

She clenches tight around you, her muscles contracting as she cries out in ecstasy, the sounds filling the room and

With every thrust, she feels you moving closer to the edge as well. It drives her wild, knowing that you are so close and yet not quite there yet. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving trails of blood behind as they scrape against your skin in time with your frantic movements.

Her breath comes in sharp gasps and she throws her head back, letting out a choked moan when you finally explode inside her, your hot seed shooting through her body and filling the void left by your cock. She shudders as the last wave of pleasure washes over her, relaxing bonelessly into the mattress with a contented sigh.

Lifting her head up to look at you, she smiles sweetly, feeling an odd mix of exhaustion and satisfaction coursing through her veins. "Thank you," she whispers, hands drifting down your chest, fingers tracing lazy circles around

Her breath catches in her throat as you resume thrusting into her. Her legs wrap tight around your waist, anchoring you deep within her as she moans and gasps with each stroke. With every movement, she feels a surge of energy coursing through her body, fueling the fire that still burns bright between them.

Her fingernails scrape lightly down your back, drawing circles around your spine as she arches her hips in time with yours. Her breasts bounce and sway with each thrust, the nipples growing hard and sensitive under the barrage of sensation.

"Oh yes..." Her voice is breathy and rough as she meets your gaze, her eyes locked on yours. "God, yes..." She digs her nails deeper into your shoulders, urging you on as her body trembles with anticipation of what comes next. Her hips rise to meet each thrust eagerly, grinding against you in perfect rhythm.

Her fingers curl around the back of your head, guiding you closer so that she can feel the friction of your hair against her sensitive nipples as they brush against them with every movement. She moans and gasps as this new sensation adds to the overwhelming pleasure building inside her.

Her voice grows hoarse and needy as she whispers your name, urging you on with every breath. Her body arches into yours with each thrust, desperate for release from the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. "Please..." She begs, her fingernails digging deeper into your shoulders as she feels herself nearing the brink.

Her hips move faster now, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force and determination. Her breasts sway and bounce wildly above you, nipples standing erect and sensitive from where they brush against the sheets beneath her. With every stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, the ecstasy building within her to an almost unbearable pitch.

Her body tenses and her back arches as she feels the first tremors of release wash over her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and she tightens her legs around your waist, digging her nails into your shoulders as her orgasm crashes through her in a wave of blissful pleasure. She cries out your name, voice raw from the effort of holding back for so long.

Her hips buck wildly beneath you, meeting every thrust with an undulating motion that mirrors the fierce pulsing deep within her. Her fingers clench in your hair, anchoring herself as she rocks her body against yours, riding out the intense waves of sensation coursing through her body.

Her orgasm finally begins to subside, leaving her panting heavily and glistening with sweat. She looks up at you, eyes glassy with desire and satisfaction, a slow smile curving her lips

As your orgasm subsides as well, you can't help but marvel at how incredible she feels beneath you. She seems to be recovering quickly though, her hips beginning to move once again, urging you on with every thrust. Her breasts sway in front of your face, nipples still hard from where they brushed against the sheets earlier and now teasingly close enough to grab between your teeth.

Her legs tighten around your waist, her fingers dig into your shoulders as she encourages you deeper into her body. The feel of her warmth enveloping you sends shudders of pleasure through you again, igniting a fresh wave of desire that causes you to grow harder inside her with each thrust.

Her mouth finds yours in a hungry kiss, tongue tangling with yours as she moans and gasps for air. She arches her back, pushing against you, urging you closer as the t

Her body tenses and her hips buck against you as she feels the renewed rush of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her breasts are pressed firmly against your mouth, nipples hard beneath your lips and tongue as you begin to suckle eagerly. She moans his name, a low groan that vibrates against your lips and spurs you on even further. Her legs wrap tighter around you, her nails digging into your back with each thrust as she loses herself in the heat of the moment.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes locked on yours as they search for any sign of satisfaction or desire. Finding what she's looking for in your gaze, she arches her back further and moans his name, pushing deeper against you with each stroke. Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, quaking beneath your touch as wave after wave of pleasure was