As I take in what she's wearing or, should I say, what she's wearing for me. The black lacy waspie suspender belt, yum, the balcony bra where there is...just a hint of nipple on show. Wow, what nipples they are: large, pert, the size of car wheel nuts. They can be so sensitive when engorged. If she's in the mood, playing with them can bring her within inches of a climax. Not forgetting the tiny thong, the fishnet stockings and the red, fuck-me pumps. I thought I'd died and she was the Valkyrie. I start pushing into her and out again. She wraps her arms and legs up around me and holds on and I go faster and faster. I know that I’ll last awhile, having cum just a few minutes before. Apparently the opposite happens for her because I can feel her orgasm in just a few minutes. Her insides grasp me even tighter, she yells, her body jerks some, she wraps herself to me even tighter. I keep on fucking her, pounding into her. We’re both sweating. She’s making faces that could be of pain but I. All of it!”“Yes,” he groaned.I sang out in wordless delight, a complex melody of joy, as his jizz pumped into me. I groaned, my pussy spasming on his dick, pleasure shuddering through me as I milked him. Rapture shot through me. I hoped he quickened my egg. I wanted to hatch his child so badly.My eyes rolled back into my head as his cum spurted a final time into me.“Xandra,” he groaned. “My sweet songbird.”“Yes,” I trilled, shuddering. My eyes fluttered open. I stared at the werewolf. I. And she knew it very well.I put my both hands on her head. Oh my goodness, looking at her like that gave me an instant hard rock solid Hard-on.Me: I am going to massage your throat muscles with my penis, bitch. I love to choke you and I would love to hear you gasping.Mom: Sir, I am your slave now, do whatever you want. I will obey your orders.Then she put my cock in between her boobs and pressed her boobs from either side. That soft touch of my mom’s boobs gave me extra energy. In a few.