Chapter 52: Ch:52 Marnie’s Weakness (2)

Daniel rubbed her cunt without mercy, the heel of his palm grinding relentlessly against her swollen clit.

Marnie’s loud moans poured into his hand—hot, desperate sounds that quickly turned into muffled, helpless whimpers.

“MNH!~ MMPH!~ MMNH!~”

Marnie’s vision blurred into soft tears, her lashes fluttered shut as pleasure coiled inside her. Her inner walls clenched tightly around his fingers.

*Pinch*

“MMMPHH!!” she screamed helplessly.

Daniel caught her clit in a quick, gentle pinch. Her whole body jerked.

Her arms flew around his neck, clinging tight against the overwhelming wave of pleasure crashing through her.

’Fuck, please slowdown, Son! You’re driving me insanely crazy. Agh… I can’t even speak, his hand is covering my whole mouth,’ she thought, her thoughts dissolving into nothing.

Then, he ease his palm away from her lips. In one smooth motion he hooked her left thigh high, and pulled her close in a vertical split sex position.

“Did you said something, Mom? hehe…” he murmured, voice low and teasing.

“S-son, son… please… calm… Ahh~ Fuck… Fast… slow…” she said, Her words came out broken, trembling, barely coherent.

“Huh?” said Daniel, tilting his head.

’Agh… what am I even saying, fuck, I can’t even speak properly… he is rubbing my sensitive spot so intensely. Ahh, my pussy can’t handle this much, Son!, I’m going to—’

“NGHH!!!”

*SQUIRRRRT!!!*

Marnie grabbed him tightly, her body pressed hard against his as she came. She squirted in strong, warm pulses, soaking them both. Her jaw clenched, teeth gritted, nails digging deep into his green tunic.

Daniel slowed his hip thrust, letting her ride the aftershocks. He then gently brushed the damp strands from her cheek.

“Aww, Mom… did my fingers make you feel that good?” he whispered warmly against her ear.

She paused for a few seconds, then gave him the slightest nod.

Daniel flashed a filthy grin, and lifted her up effortlessly and gently lowered her body onto the countertop—only to slam into her swollen pussy with deep, savage, merciless thrusts.

*Plap!-Plap!-Plap!*

“Ahh!~ Ahh!~ Ahh!~” She gasped and moaned with every thrust.

Minutes of primalistic pounding later, his cock throbbed hard inside her. She felt every pulse, her eyes locked on his.

“Hehe… Son, I’m ready,” she rasped, a wicked grin curling her lips. “Fill your mother with your seed and make me feel like a woman again, hehe…”

Daniel glanced at her, licked his lips, and crashed straight into her lips.

*Smack!*

*SPLUUUUURT!!*

“MMMMNNNHHH!!!” she moaned loudly, her scream vibrated into his throat as he swallowed every sound.

Rope after thick rope flooded her womb with his white gold. Her legs trembled violently with each pulsing jet. A soft, obscene swell bloomed low in her belly.

“Phew… Mom, your naughty pussy really drank every last drop of me,” he said, looking down at her pussy as he slowly withdrew his cock.

Marnie gave a soft chuckle as his cock withdrew from her pussy.

’Hehe… Mom, let’s see how you react to this,’ he whispered, then stopped mid-thrust.

Then, he took a deep breath and pistoned into her filled pussy with full force.

*PLAP!!!*

Her eyes widened suddenly, mouth agape, head tilting back as pleasure detonated behind her eyes.

Marnie’s mind reeled, unable to process the pleasure of getting slammed right after his hot release.

Daniel furrowed his brow in confusion. “Huh? Did she faint?”

*Plap-Plap-Plap*

Marnie didn’t moan, yet her body answered by leaning forward into him—head lolling onto his shoulder, warm breasts pressing against his chest, tongue peeking out slack and wet.

Daniel slowly drew his fingers to her clit, circling it with gentle pressure. Her body clenched him harder in response, but her mind stayed blank.

*Plap!-Plap!-Plap!*

He fucked her senseless body for another fifteen minutes—rhythmic, relentless and merciless.

*Plap-Plap-Plap-SPLUUUURT!!*

Another thick load painted her overstuffed insides. Her belly visibly rounded further. Still, no reaction from her.

Then, with a final wet pop, he pulled free.

Only then did Marnie stir, still dazed.

“Mmnh~ Ohhh…” said Marnie, her mind shrouded in pleasure from the hot release.

“Mom, you okay?” he asked softly.

She groaned, blinking slowly. “Y-yes… Son, why you asked?”

“Nothing, Mom. Just…” said Daniel.

Marnie acted as if she had no memory of what happened after the first brutal slam of his thick load—as if her mind had frozen, severing the recollection entirely, until he finally withdrew his shaft from her swollen pussy.

“Son,” she said warmly, voice still shaky. “I think the food is ready, Let me set it aside.”

She slid off the counter on unsteady legs and bent forward to move the pot to the trivet.

A thin line of white cum immediately dripped from her used cunt and pattered onto the floor.

Daniel’s cock surged back to full hardness at the sight of her perfect peach ass, presented so innocently.

*PLAP!!!*

“NGHH!! Anh!!!” she screamed, her body arching sharply.

’Ahh… her ass re-shaped herself after days of neglect. Fuck, her walls are trying to push my dick out,’ he thought, thrusting deep into her ass.

After some back-and-forth struggles, he finally buried himself deep—deep enough that his full length vanished inside her.

*Plap-Plap-Plap!-SLAP!*

“Ngh!… Anh! Anhh~ Ahh~”

Marnie’s legs shivered from the intense ass-pounding. As she was about to fall on the ground, Daniel grabbed her thighs, straightened her body, lifted them upward, and plunged even deeper.

“Ngh!! Son, please slow down a bit. Your going too… deep… Ahh~” she gasped, voice trembling, body shuddering under him.

“No,” he replied with a wicked grin.

For the next half hour, he ruined her ass completely—filling it twice with warm cum.

By the end, her wrecked ring bore the perfect imprint of his thickness.

Daniel placed her gently to the side, letting her recover from the overwhelming pleasure.

He pulled on his pants and headed outside to the well to wash his body. But as he stepped out, he spotted a man in a brown hooded poncho on horseback, glancing at a paper while eyeing their house.

Daniel approached calmly.

“Sir? Are you looking for somebody?” he said with a neutral expression.

The man nodded. “Yes, I’m looking for Daniel Dikson.”

He paused for a second before answering.

“I am Daniel Dikson,” he replied, the words came easily, without hesitation or embellishment.

The man glanced at him, eyes narrowed beneath the hood.

“I have a scroll for Daniel Dikson,” he said with a steady tone. “If you truly are him, tell me your elemental power”

“Thunder,” said Daniel.

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