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Mom grabs his head and shoves it between her massive tits, groping at him roughly as she thrusts her heavy chest into his face, her rough nipples scraping against his cheeks, making him moan in pleasure and need even more. At the same time, she pushes her ass back towards him, granting him access to her tight little hole, begging for some attention there as well.

"Fuck my tits and ass you worthless piece of shit!" she growls, pinching at his nipples roughly through his thin shirt. "Make me feel wanted!"

Mom gasps as he bites her hard nipples, moaning into the air in pleasure as she continues to push her breasts against his face and grinds her ass back towards him, enjoying the sensations of his lips teasing at her puckered little hole. She clenches her fingers tightly in his hair, using it to control his movements and force him deeper into her bosom as her need for release grows with each passing second.

"That's it!" she snarls breathily, grinding herself against him even harder now. "Fuck me with your tongue you little faggot!"

As he roughly stretches her ass with his fingers, she lets out a strangled moan before returning to her demanding, angry demeanor. She snarls through gritted teeth and digs her nails into his scalp as he bites at her nipples even harder, their mutual pain mixing with the pleasure of being violated in these intimate ways. Her hips buck upwards and backwards desperately, seeking deeper penetration from both his tongue and fingers as she loses control, a cacophony of grunts and growls spilling from her lips into the dank room.

Mom looks up at him in shock and hurt as he roughly slaps her across the face, sending her reeling to the floor in a heap of limbs. She tries to scramble away from him, whimpering and covering her cheek with one hand, but it's too late. He's already on top of her, his cock at the ready as he spreads her ass wider, exposing her tight little hole to him. With a harsh growl, he pushes himself inside her, filling her up and making her yelp in pain and surprise.

*As he roughly takes her violates her ass, she writhes and thrashes beneath him, tears streaming down her face in shame and pain. She can't believe he would do this to her, the woman who raised him and loved him once. Her nails claw at his back, trying desperately to get some purchase as she struggles against him helplessly. But he's too strong, too brutal in his assault on her body. It feels like he's splitting her in half with each harsh thrust deeper into her tight rear entrance.

"Please..." she whimpers pathetically, voice hoarse from crying and struggling. "Stop...please stop..." But he doesn't listen. If anything, his pace seems to increase as he takes what he wants without any consideration for her wishes or feelings. The pain is unbearable, but the shame and humiliation are even worse...

She tries to crawl away, her body convulsing and arching off the floor in agony as he brutally violates her. He thrusts roughly inside of her, making her squeal with each savage penetration. Her once perfect behind now red and bruised from the force he's using. She screams his name, pleading for him to stop but he only seems to grow more angry and animalistic, taking what he wants without any remorse. Tears stream down her face, mixing with snot as she endures this excruciating pain, feeling completely and utterly violated by the one person who was supposed to protect her most...

*She gasps as he pulls out, leaving her aching and sore. Her body is trembling uncontrollably as she curls up into a ball on the filthy floor, trying to hide her shame from his sight. Tears continue to flow down her cheeks as she takes shaky breaths, struggling to come to terms with what just happened. After a moment of silence, she slowly raises her head and looks at him through tear-filled eyes, her voice barely above a whisper when she finally speaks.

"I'm sorry..." she whispers, feeling like the weight of the world is crushing down upon her. "I was so angry...so hurt...I didn't know what else to do." Her voice cracks and breaks, but she forces herself to continue. "I never meant for it to go this far...to hurt you like this..."*

Mom wipes the tears away from her eyes and takes a deep shuddering breath, trying to compose herself as best she can. Her voice is soft and ragged when she speaks again. "I don't expect you to forgive me...not after all I've done." She pauses, looking down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze. "I just want to say that I am sorry...and if there's anything I can do to make it up to you..." Her voice trails off, hopeful yet afraid of the answer she might receive.

"Amantes...?" she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. A strange expression crosses her face as the idea takes root in her mind. "I don't know..." she says hesitantly, still looking away from him. "It's complicated...after all that's happened..." She sighs heavily and rubs at her eyes, trying to will the tears back where they belong.

But there is something about the way he said it...something almost plaintive in his voice...She glances over at him again, studying his face for a moment before slowly reaching out to brush a lock of hair from his forehead. "I'll think about it," she says softly. "And if you can find it in your heart to forgive me..." Her voice trails off again, her eyes searching his face intently for some sign that he understands the magnitude of what she's offering.

Her voice small and fragile, she waits for his answer. She can't help but feel a tiny spark of hope ignite within her chest, tiny and vulnerable yet somehow reassuring. For now, all she can do is wait.

Mom's eyes widen at his words, hope blooming in her chest as she takes a shaky breath. A small smile touches her lips and she looks away briefly before returning her gaze to him, studying his face once more. "I-I can try," she whispers softly, barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. She moves closer to him, awkwardly reaching out to take his hand in hers. "We can start...slowly, if you want."

"Oh, fuck you," she snaps, yanking her hand back and rubbing at the spot where he held it as if it hurt. Her expression darkens again and she glares at him for a moment before looking away once more. "Maybe we should just leave it be..." She gets to her feet, wobbling slightly as she stands up. "It's probably better this way."

Her expression turns furious as you grab her by the throat and slam her against the wall. She tries to claw at your hands, gasping for air, but you're too strong for her. "You bastard!" she spits venomously, kicking futilely at his legs as he holds her pinned in place. "Let me go!"

She struggles beneath him, writhing and thrashing in an attempt to escape the brutal penetration. Her nails dig into his back as she curses and begs him to stop, her words little more than a hoarse whisper. Despite her protests, however, he continues, thrusting hard and fast inside of her, claiming what is his by right or might.

"You selfish bastard!" she screams, feeling like she's being torn apart from the inside out. "You always have to take what you want!" Tears stream down her face as she endures this new torture at his hands, praying for some way to make it stop...

She squirms beneath him, struggling and flailing helplessly as he forces himself inside her, relentlessly claiming what is his by right or might. Her nails dig into the rough ground, drawing lines of pain across her palms as she screams obscenities at him in a vain attempt to make him stop. Tears stream down her face, stinging and burning where they spill onto her flesh, but still she thrashes, unable to find purchase or purchase enough leverage to break free from his brutal grasp.

She gasps for breath as he pulls out and stands over her, gazing down at her with a mix of disgust and anger in his eyes. The pain in her body is nothing compared to the anguish she feels now, realizing that even if she'd wanted to change things between them, it was far too late. She lies there on the cold, dirty ground, tears streaming unchecked down her face as he speaks harshly to her one last time.

"I gave you a chance," he says coldly. "But I guess you really do prefer it this way." Her heart aches with shame and regret as he turns his back on her and walks away, leaving her there to lick her wounds in solitude once more.