Rafel knew he shouldn't be so wild with a woman's mouth—that place was delicate. And it wasn't necessarily created for holding the meat he was packing. But fuck him, the woman wanted him wild. The way her throat closed up everytime he eased in was beyond words. If this woman's kid came by right now, he'd undoubtedly kill Rafel. He'd try.
"Go slower, slower." Rafel guided her head in his clasping hands. "Yes. The friction is amazing but I don't want you to hurt yourself. We don't want your son getting suspicious now, do we?"
POP!
His cock slipped out her mouth.
"Do we?" He pulled his hips back and leaned down to catch her hungry eyes. She shook her head. "No. But I don't want to think about my son right now. Just give me your cock. I want all of you." Her blond lashes fluttered into cat-green eyes.
"—and I don't think I'll hurt. Not when I do this..."
She spat on his penis and lifted to hand to grasp the engorged pipe. Rafel was slick in her hands and she pumped her closed fingers around his dick. PAH! She spat again, pumping him while rolling her fingers at the same time. Her delicate hands applied just the right amount of pressure.
Rafel held her gorgeous, golden head in his hands and stared into her lioness eyes as she gave him a most wonderful handjob.
"See," he said down to her, "this is why I love MILFs. You all have the experience. The touch of a real woman."
The woman grinned, flushed slightly. "Is that a compliment, my young stud?"
"What do you—ohh!"
Rafel caved as her head dived back down. She did not give him a chance to reply, but took him back into her mouth. Her lips closed around his dick and she went all in, gobbling him up. Clearly, his words had turned her on more. The hot, curvaceous Blonde mom sucked him off in great mouthfuls. Rafel could see his thick member fattening her throat.
GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!
She went all the way down, wheezing before Rafel pushed her head back and his massive cock came whipping out.
SPLAT!
A coil of milky precum fell across her forehead. It ran down her nose and she wantonly brought up a dainty finger to swipe and taste it. She moaned, licking and swirling her tongue. "You taste real good. More?" Rafel's cock jumped in front of her face. His penis was giant and glistening as he stood before her.
He grabbed it and rubbed her face in it. She held still and let him tap it against her cheeks.
Her lips pursed coyly. "I must say, you have a really large penis. The few times I've seen my boy's, it wasn't this big. I wonder: will it all fit in?"
"You evil witch!" Rafel growled down at her lush eyes; she was teasing him, drawing at the beast within. Rafel he would fit. He would damn well make sure of it. If he had to spank and bruise her to get her squirting all over him to do it. . .but by the gods, he would.
He just had to. At this point, even if her son barged in with the wine case, Rafel doubted either he or his mother would stop.
Rafel's cock had relaxed a little from just about throbbing kegs of seed over the beautiful milf's face and he pulled her back in.
"Slow. Sloooow."
She let him ease back into her mouth, but the moment the inexplicable tangy taste of him hit her tongue, her hands went around him fast. She dragged him inside her mouth, curling her tongue around his cock and wrapping him tight. "Mhmm, yes. Ohh. Yum. I love this cock.
Fuck. You're making my mouth full. Oh yeah! Fill up this pretty mouth." Her words were muffled into his groin as she sucked. "Will you be a good boy for mommy? Yeah?
Please be mommy's sweet little boy. Ohhhummmm. Mommy loves her boy's big, golden dick. Mommy wants more. Give mommy more—"
"Goddamit woman!" Rafel bellowed.
Charged like a bull in front of a red waving flag, he grabbed fistfuls of her hair in both his hands and shut her up with his driving thrusts. Her tresses were like bales of hay in a countryside farm. She kept her flawless ivory teeth back and kept her mouth all soft and lubricated for his pleasure. Rafel was lost in her. He eagerly let her know of all the bad things her mouth was doing to him.
"Oh would you look at that? Look how you suck my cock like a fucking whore. Are you a slut, mommy? Huh? I think you are. You're a total fucking whore."
GLUG!
"Yes. Choke on that dick."
GLUG!
"—choke on that fucking dick."
Her hands smacked at his butt cheeks, pulling him to ram inside her mouth. She held him tight, her face connected to his beautiful pelvis. Impaled in her hot mouth, Rafel had nowhere to turn. His head fell back in a tortured groan. "Gods above!" She grabbed to his slender hips and kept him in.
With her mouth open wide with his cock speared in deep—juicy and curved as a banana, thick as a cucumber—she closed her lips around the jut of his shaft and slurped on him.
She gagged but wouldn't let him go.
SWAT!
He smacked her swinging, stupendous buttocks through her pantsuit slacks. Just before roughly dragging it down. He pulled the matching black thong to the side. Her pussy was the perfect milf pie. Like a folded in, elaborate pudding. What a mess he'd make of it.
Rafel snacked on her wet slit for a while. She was tasty as fuck too. And she rolled her ass in his face, urging him on with that accented regal voice he'd first loved.
"Ohh yes, fuck. You lick that pussy good. Yeah, baby. See how wet you made mommy's pussy, eh? Such a bad, bad boy. Yes you are.
Mommy is so horny for your cock. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck mommy. Fuck mommy's horny fucking pussy."
Rafel didn't need to be told twice. He rose from slurping on her slit and rubbed his cock deliciously over her cream folds before slowly pushing in. She savored every deep sliding inch of him. "Ohhhh fuck baby. You feel so good."
PAH!
Rafel thrusted.
PAH!
Again.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
She jerked on the cot and the fridge she was clutching to began vibrating with the frenzy of his thrusts. Rafel felt her insides wrap him in tight. His dick was soaked in her channel. Her pussy was hot and inviting. Tight as a motherfucker—which was ironic. His torso shined with her juicies.
Rafel dipped his head to lick across her back, to taste the scent of sex on her skin.
It was then he noticed the tiny swan tattoo.
A mark of Noble birth.
The inking kissed her left shoulder. And he leaned in to swipe his tongue over it. She moaned at the velvety touch. "You're a Royal," he said.
She bent more so he could drill even better.
"Yes. I am a Highborn Mama. So don't give me a fucking hickey."
PAH!
Rafel slammed hard, growling in her ear.
"I'll do whatever the fuck I want!"
He grabbed both her hands and held them behind her back, pulling a good chunk of her silver hair while he was at it too. She yowled as he reared back and fired inside her womb: "No, don't cum inside." In reply, Rafel droned. "Your cunt says otherwise, MOMMY." She convulsed as his penis throbbed inside her, and felt herself rend too.
She was so oiled up on lust the sounds of their sloppy, dirty, scandalous tangling brought her to climax again.
She orgasmed for the third time when she felt him reach up and stick a finger in her ass.
Rafel grinned. "Huh? Mommy has a virgin ass."
She clenched around his finger. "I—"
"MOM!" Her real son called from outside. "What's wrong with the door?"
"Shit!" Rafel and his blonde milf shrieked at the same time.
Pulling out of her left Rafel dizzy. His cock dropped with tasty pussy juice. The woman eyed his bulbous head, already salivating again. She shook her head. "No. As much as I want to taste myself from your cock, young man, you have to leave.
My son's here." She hastily pushed her swollen breasts back in her bra, praying her kid wouldn't notice. Thank the gods her redhaired stud didn't totally undress her.
The room's door cracked in while she was arranging her pants.
"Junior! Hi! Welcome! What took you so long? I was worried. Come, sit.
Tell me, did you get the Royal Red?"
The voluptuous blonde did all this to distract her son's eyes from the vanishing silhouette of shadows at his back. Rafel teleported just before her kid busted in. And he appeared in the vast hallway of the east wing again, just hooking the last button on his shirt. He turned for a final glance at the blue door.
On his way out, he had spelled a few windows open. All the windows. Inside, the highborn mother prayed the entering ventilation masked the thick smell of sex and depravity in her boy's dorm room. 'Now,' Rafel was sure, 'if he finds out, he'd definitely kill me.' Still, he smiled.