That made my Mom cry out. I gave my mother hard thrusts with my hard dick. She loved every minute, I could tell. It seemed like we fucked a long time ...here in the kitchen. That probably wasn't the case. I knew I was getting close. I had no idea if my Mom was on birth control or not. There was no way I could just pull out our first time together.I grunted and then let loose with my load of cum. Mom stood up straight and screamed."Oh my God!"There was no way I could stop now. I kept shooting. She was looking way too hot that day! Like all the guys out there, I did not give up. This time, I asked her if she would like to go for a few drinks later after work. She awkwardly said, yes.Post a tiring day, we went to a café to chill. We had a few drinks and then we met a common friend at the café. It was her birthday and luckily, she invited us for after-party scenes at her place late at night.At first, Riya said no to the night-stay but I really wanted to be in that situation. So I. She deserved the pain for what she did to me. My cock settled at the opening to her teenage cunt. I looked back up to her face to see how she was taking her impending rape. She was crying. Her eyes were locked onto my dick. But when I paused at her entrance, she looked back up at my face and her eyes found mine. "do you know who I am" I asked her softly. She flinched at the sound of my voice, but after a second she nodded. "good" I whispered, "and do you remember what you did to me". She looked. Two hours later, when they told me they were done, I saw that my hair hung straight down, over my shoulders in waves of gold. As my hands went to my head, I saw the flash of the soft red that tipped my fingers now. My makeup had been redone, and I had to admit that that way they did it made me look even better than when mother and Gretchen did it. From the top of my head, over my swelling bosom to the hem of my skirt, down my now shapely legs to the pointed black heels, I no longer looked.