T-Girl fairy tale 2
“MMM…I haven’t felt this since the night your father died in my bed.” Jared heard her shoes move on the floor and felt her thighs against the back of his legs. Her hands found their way to his hips and his step mother, gripping him tightly, pushed her cock all the way into his body. Jared made an incoherent animal noise as his step mother filled his rectum. She was just as deep inside him as Patrice had been. Martha relished in the feel of his ass stretched tightly around her pulsing member. Jared could feel her dress bunched up between them as she leaned forward and slid her hands up along his muscular sides. He struggled vainly to get away, but his bindings only bit deeper into his flesh. Martha sensed his revulsion at having his father’s wife’s penis buried in his ass. “I want you to know that I didn’t want anything to happen to your father. I really did love him in my own way. I got tired of always talking about farming and hunting but he really was a very sweet man. Oh and his arse was so tight! When we got into bed that night to consummate the marriage he still had no idea what was waiting for him beneath my dress. He started off playing with my breasts and his hands explored my body. When his hand found my waiting erection he made a strangled sound and I quickly rolled over on top of him. We struggled, but only briefly, and then I was pushing my way into him.” To add emphasis to her story she pushed herself deeper into Jared. “I filled him with my lust as I pushed my breasts into his face. Holding him close to me I began to make love to him. I kissed him deeply while I gently worked my way in and out of his tight quivering arse. After a while he began to kiss me back and suck on my tongue as I moved it around inside his mouth. Our love making be came more and more passionate until we reached a crescendo.” Martha’s thrusts matched her story and she began to pant as she finished. “Finally I thrust deeply into his body with both my tongue and my penis and we came together, loudly groaning and moaning. I could barely believe he was having such intense pleasure from me as he continued to moan long after I had finished. I held him tightly against my body with my consummating womanhood buried deeply in his arse in an attempt to prolong his pleasure as much as possible. Moments later, he became very still and when I realised that he was no longer breathing I began to cry.” Jared felt hot tears drop onto his back and he almost felt sorry for her. Almost, but not quite. Her cock was still thrusting into him and seconds later she erupted deep inside his young body.
