This choice: You continue, uninterrupted. • Go Back...Chapter #5You Still Can't Resist by: Sly F   You can't even form words now. Your mouth hangs open as you form little moans and whimpers of rapture. Your bed is creaking and squeaking so loudly now you're sure the whole house must hear it. Hell, you feel like even the neighbors can hear it. The only sound louder is Kaitlin's moans.
"Ohhh! Oh, that's right! Give in to Mommy, sweetie! Give in to Mommy!"
If she goes on like this much longer or any harder, she's gonna break your bed. And also possibly your dick.
She jumps off and moves away, just in time for your throbbing member to launch a sticky mess through the air and on to your bedroom floor. Kaitlin licks her lips and looks at it, impressed.
"I guess I'll have to clean that up," she says. She smiles wickedly and moves closer to you again. "But that can wait."
With you still seated on the edge of your bed and Kaitlin standing in front of you, she runs her fingers through your hair, and then pulls your head forward so it rests right between her massive round breasts.
"You did so good, baby," she says as she lovingly plays with your hair while keeping your head firmly stuck between her tits.
She grabs your right wrist and pulls it behind her so you're touching her ass cheek. In spite of yourself, you find your fingers grasping her ass meat. Even your other hand grips her other cheek as if it's got a mind of its own.
"No!" you say, your voice muffled by her cleavage. "No! I've got to go. I'm going to be late for work!"
You can hear movement outside your room. Sounds like your sisters are up and about.
Kaitlin steps back, allowing you to catch your breath, and then smiles at you with those eyes like fresh blueberries and that upper row of big, shiny, perfect teeth.
"Let's just cuddle for a little bit," she insists. "Just like we used to."
She forces you on to the bed and then climbs up on top of you. There's no way you can move under the weight of her curves.
"You should know there's no point trying to resist me," she says. "Mommy always gets what she wants."
Her soft pink lips give you a quick kiss on each cheek, and then a long, slow one right on your mouth.
Between the kissing and the way she writhes around on you, you're rock hard again, your erection rubbing against her thick thigh.
"There's my big boy," Kaitlin says.
"Mommmmm!" Jessica calls. "How's laundry coming? I want to wear my bubblegum pink tube top today!"
"Just a minute, sweetie!" Kaitlin half-shouts, half-moans as she grinds against you more deliberately.
Your hands once again find their way to her ass to knead her tender meat.
There's a knock on the door.
"Mommmmm?" Hannah says. "When will breakfast be ready?"
"Just give me a damn minute!" Kaitlin says.
She bites your ear and then whispers, "How about you call in to work and tell them you're sick and can't come in today, I find a way to get the girls out of the house, and we continue this bonding time? Hmm?"
There's another knock on the door.
"Mommm!"
Kaitlin yells out an excuse to get the girls off her back a little longer, and then . . .  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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