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His other hand taking its pleasure with either tit, squeezing his mother’s tits, massaging them, and rolling my nipples that had become super sensitive and hard. The animal in me was not to be denied and the welling up the intended outcome was rushing to a conclusion…felt like a volcano was getting ready to burst within me….my eyes had no focus, my breathing flared my nostrils…there was not enough oxygen in the air…I was about to cum…it was right there… Kyle held me tight under my tits, lifting me to where only the end of his dick was still in me. My body tried to drive indian down, but could not… “Fuck….FUCK!” I screamed, “I…I am about to CUM!…NOW!” I snorted and pushed again…but in futility. “No…no you aren’t, not until I let you”. Kyle was looking me dead in the eye. Could feel the wildness recede from my eyes…the flaring and snorting of my nostrils slowly abating. My cunt…my entire being…the frustration beginning to well up. I have never been denied an orgasm…never. But here it was…the first time, and the realization it was my own kid that was denying it, hit me like a brick. The indignity of what I just did, the guilt of my wonton actions seeped in. I felt the need to disengage…to run and hide, couple to put it behind me. I attempted to rise…Kyle thrust upward…his engorged cock totally immersed into me, the length and breadth causing the air to be forced punjabi out of my lungs. The strength of the thrust caused my entire body to levitate momentarily, then I came down…again the air forced out of my body by that stiff appendage pushing my internal organs against the diaphragm, separation my abdomen from my lungs. “Now we fuck…” Kyle said in an authoritarian voice. The indiscretions of my actions that just moments ago were driven by lust, that lust somehow had melted away. I feeling of violation waved over me as I felt Kyle’s large appendage filling me internally. 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