The moment Claude plunged into his mother's dripping pussy, he groaned low and deep, his cock instantly wrapped in her hot, convulsing walls.
She was tight — unbelievably tight — and the way her pussy clenched around him felt like it was desperate to keep him inside.
"Ahhh… fuck," he hissed through gritted teeth, his fingers digging into her thighs as he tried to hold himself back.
Dalia's head tilted back, her lips parting in a breathless moan.
The stretch was intense, but it felt so good — her body trembling under the weight of him, her pussy feeling perfectly filled, almost like her body had been made just for him.
"Hnghh~ Claude…"
Her arms looped around his neck, her nails raking lightly down his back as her hips bucked up, silently begging him to move.
