Lucian's hands roamed Celine's motherly body, caressing her soft skin as she rode him. His fingers traced the curve of her slim waist, sliding up to cup her full breasts. He pinched and rolled her hard rosy nipples between his fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp from Celine.
"Hng... hng!! ugh... Unng..!"
"Shh, mother,"
He whispered, his hot breath tickling her skin,
"We don't want to wake Isabella, do we?"
Celine bit her lip, struggling to stay quiet as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Thrust~ Thrust~ Thrust...!
Having her knees pressed firmly into the seat, she used them to rock her shaply hips faster, taking Lucian's thick boner deeper with each thrust.
Squelch! squelch! squelch~ squelch!
The wet sounds of their fucking filled the carriage, barely masked by the rain outside.
As she bounced on his dick, Celine couldn't help but think about how different she had become.
How she had transformed from an arrogant Empress into a sl*t who couldn't get enough of her son's fat cock.
But in that moment, she simply didn't care.
All that mattered was these sweet bliss of being filled, stretched open by Lucian's thick fucktool.
Lucian's hands suddenly slid lower, cupping her plump asscheeks.
He gripped her ass tightly, holding her in place as he began to thrust upwards, his hips moving in a steady rhythm.
Lucian had to agree that out of all the women he had fucked so far Celine had the most delicious asscheeks. Her asscheeks were different than Eloise's ones or Isabella's round and firm ones.
It was like two soft globes, bouncing up and down as he thrust into her pussy from below.
Smack! Smack! Clap!!
He spread her elastic asscheeks wider, feeling her tight hole clench around his cock.
She gasped softly, her back arching as she felt his tip brush against that sweet spot deep inside.
He felt the heat of Celine's hole enveloping him, the wetness coating his shaft with each thrust.
He could feel her juices leaking down his balls, the sticky sweetness driving him wild.
Thrust! sluch! sluch~!
As his hips moved faster, he felt Celine's breath quicken, her muffled moans growing louder.
"Ah.. ahh... ahh..!! ah...."
She was lost in a haze of pleasure, her body moving instinctively to meet his.
Her legs trembled with effort, her knees digging into the carriage seat beneath her.
But Lucian didn't stop.
His hands gripped her ass, fingers digging into her flesh as he continued to thrust into her.
She whimpered, tears filling her eyes as she felt him tug on her hair, forcing her head back.
She knew he was watching her, his eyes looking at her ride like a bitch.
Spank!! Smack~
She felt his hand slap against her ass, sending a shiver of pleasure and pain down her spine.
But Lucian was relentless.
He didn't stop fucking her, his hips slamming into her thighs as he plunged deep inside her slit.
She could feel his fingers stroking her asshole, teasing the delicate skin and making her squirm.
"Nhgmm.."
She moaned as he slid one finger inside her, feeling him stretch her.
She knew he was enjoying this, watching her writhe in pleasure beneath him.
She couldn't help herself.
She loved the way her son fucked her, hard and rough.
And as he continued to fuck her, his fingers plunging in and out of her asshole, swirling inside her wrinkled hole.
Clap! Squelch Clap! Clap!! Squelch
Their bodies moved in sync, their hips slamming together with each thrust.
As the pleasure built, Celine couldn't help but think how different Lucian had become.
Clap! Clap! Slap!
She could feel her climax approaching, the familiar tightening in her lower abdomen.
And at that moment, a hand unexpectedly shot out from the darkness, clamping tightly over Celine's mouth.
It was Isabella!!
"Oh mama, you're so loud! We don't want to wake the old man up,"
Isabella said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Celine was shocked, but before she could react, Isabella leaned closer, her lips brushing against her mother's ear.
She whispered softly,
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. This secret is just for us..."
Celine shivered at the contact, feeling her daughter's warm breath tickling her ear.
Isabella then added,
"In fact, I want to see more."
With that, she moved closer, her hand sliding down Celine's body, stopping to cup her plump asscheeks.
Celine gasped as she felt Isabella's fingers exploring her asshole.
She couldn't believe it. Her daughter was helping her f*ck Lucian!
But before she could process this new development, she felt the heat of Isabella's tongue on her neck.
"W-wait! What are y-you doi...ughmm...?"
Celine asked, her voice trembling slightly.
But before Isabella could answer, Lucian's voice cut in,
"Mother, you should stop asking questions and let us pleasure you."
He was naturally aware that Isabella was only pretending to be asleep! After all, how could mortal wine make her drunk who had already become a cultivator?
Lucian then lifted Celine up, sliding her off his cock, much to her dismay.
But before she could protest, he pushed her forward, bending her over the carriage seat.
Now that Celine's ass was exposed, Lucian didn't waste any time.
Thrust!!
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust...!
He quickly slipped his boner back inside her gaping hole, filling her up once again.
"Oooohhhhw...mphh..."
Celine moaned loudly, the sound muffled by Isabella's hand over her mouth.
Lucian began to thrust hard and fast, his hips slapping against her round ass cheeks.
Celine's eyes rolled back in pleasure, her mind clouded by the intensity of his thrusts.
She felt Isabella's warm lips on her neck, kissing and nibbling gently.
slurp... shlurp... slurp...
Lucian's hands gripped her chubby ass tightly, holding her in place as he pounded into her sticky c*nt.
With her hands on Celine's motherly chest, Isabella massaged her mother's soft breasts, pinching and rolling her hard nipples between her fingers.
The carriage rocked gently with their movements, creaking softly in time with Lucian's powerful thrusts.
Squelch.. Squelch... Squelch...!!
Celine's mind was overwhelmed by the dual sensations of Lucian's cock pounding her c*nt and Isabella's soft hands caressing her tits.
Squeeze!! Squeeze!!
She felt her daughter's warm breath on her nipples, Isabella's lips trailing kisses along her sensitive skin as she sucked. The more she touched her, the more tighter her c*nt squeezed.
lickkk~~ Flick~!
Although she wanted her daughter to stop, Celine's body betrayed her. Every touch from Isabella sent shivers of pleasure through her, intensifying the sensations from Lucian's relentless thrusting.
'This is wrong,'
she thought, even as her hips pushed back against Lucian's cock, taking him deeper,
'I should stop this. I'm her mother, how can I do this in front of her?!'
But, when Lucian asked how she was feeling, she replied almost immediately,
"Oh... Ohhh... Haa.... Mmm... Yes...! Sonn... Ah... Ah.. It's... deep there... Mmm! It's... completely full..."