Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 551 - 40 Years Old Virgin Pussy 3

With a gasp, Diana arched her back, her grip tightening on my shoulders as she took me in. "Hmm..." she breathed, her voice a low murmur filled with both ecstasy and a playful hint of mischief.

"How do you find your aunt’s maiden flower, nephew...?" Her hushed words were like lightning striking me, the thrill of the forbidden, the way she referred to herself as aunt while I, her nephew, stretched her tight folds, caused my hard-on to throb with renewed ferocity within her.

The very idea of this woman—this matriarch—who had held herself back, who had saved her untouched body just for this moment... It was overwhelming.

"Fuck—fuck—" I grunted, my hips driving forward instinctively, fighting against the exquisite tightness, my shaft pulsing as I strained to push deeper. Her calling me nephew, the illicit nature of our union, ignited a fresh inferno of desire within me.

My testicles retracted, my cock twitching uncontrollably at the thought of possessing her, filling her, making her solely mine in a way no one else ever could.

Diana’s whimpers grew more pronounced, her voice a symphony of desperate, erotic need. "Ahh—yes—... nephew..." she moaned, her fingernails leaving trails down my back as she pulled me closer, demanding more.

"Mmm—fuck—... it burns... but it feels so divinely right..." Her core constricted around me, her inner walls milking my shaft as if trying to draw me further into her depths. The sound of her voice—ragged, pleading, sensually debased—only made my cock surge harder, the forbidden syllables tumbling from her lips like a dark, sacred rite.

And then, the climax arrived.

With a guttural, lust-filled roar, my cock erupted within her. "Aaah—fuck—Aunt—! I’m—I’m busting—!" My voice cracked with raw intensity, my hips bucking as the first thick torrent of my seed surged into her, my release flooding her pristine, virgin core.

"Nnngh—fuck—so snug—!" I groaned, my hands gripping her hips as I pounded the final depths, my shaft pulsing as I poured my essence into her.

"Take it—take all of it—Aunt—!" Each utterance was punctuated by another fervent thrust of my hot semen, my cum overwhelming her, claiming her, the heat of my essence mingling with her own burgeoning arousal as it spilled over my straining cock.

Diana’s cries became untamed, her body writhing as she absorbed my overflowing release. "Ahh—yes—! Nephew—! I—I feel you—!" Her voice dissolved into a needy keen, her inner walls tightening around me as if desperate to draw out the last vestiges from my hardening cock.

"Mmm—so full..." Her hips rocked against mine, her core throbbing rhythmically as she adapted to the overwhelming sensation of being filled for the first time, her own wetness cascading down my shaft, becoming one with my ejaculated fluid.

The air vibrated with my guttural groans, each one thick with a primal, animalistic edge as I climaxed inside her. "Nnngh—fuck—Aunt—... oh, so good—!" My voice was a low rumble, my frame convulsing as the final waves of my release poured into her, my cock twitching languidly as it began to subside within her gripping warmth.

Angela's voice, a low, contented rumble, brushed against my ear. "Mmm, observe yourself..." she murmured, her hands caressing my back, her fingers tracing the solid contours of my shoulders.

"You crowned so powerfully within her..." Her tone held no reproach, merely an amused observation, a palpable pride in witnessing our union, in the way Diana’s body had yielded to me, and in the sight of my spent seed glistening on my shaft, upon her flushed skin, and soaking into the linens below.

Diana's voice, soft and imbued with a newfound reverence, rose as she met my gaze, her eyes dark pools reflecting profound satisfaction and unwavering devotion. "I... I truly felt you, nephew..." she whispered, her fingertips outlining the strong line of my jaw, her thumb gently brushing against my lips.

"Every part of you... deep inside me..." Her core pulsed subtly around my still-engorged cock, as if lingering over the final sensations of my climax, her inner walls clinging possessively even as my hardness began to wane. "Mmm... so completely filled..." she sighed, her voice thick with languid pleasure.

And damn it all, if that didn't send a fresh twitch through my cock, a surprising readiness for more. The forbidden allure of her calling me nephew reignited a spark of arousal, my shaft beginning to stir within her despite the recent outpouring.

Angela's laughter was a dark, resonant sound, her voice laced with undisguised triumph, the melody sending a renewed surge of desire coursing through me. "Oh, it appears someone is eager for a second act..." she teased, her hand tightening its hold on my shoulder, guiding me to press further into Diana’s yielding warmth.

The pressure of her hand was undeniably possessive, her nails pressing into my flesh as she urged me deeper, her breath warm and rapid against my ear.

Diana’s lips parted slightly, a low moan escaping as her eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling as she accommodated the returning fullness within her. Then, with a sudden, urgent movement, she hooked her feet behind my thighs, her heels pressing against my skin.

"D-Don’t..." she managed, her voice choked with primal need. "Don’t withdraw..." In the next instant, she pushed—her heels digging into my glutes, forcing me deeper, drawing me inexorably into her embrace as though I might vanish if she loosened her grip.

The physical sensation was utterly consuming.

My cock plunged further, stretching her immensely, until its head encountered something soft and receptive—her womb. The instant our union was complete, Diana trembled, her whole frame convulsing as though struck by a bolt of celestial energy.

"Ah—! N-Nephew—!" she cried out, her fingers digging into my back, her nails etching crimson lines across my skin. The sheer depth was astonishing—her pussy tightened around me, its walls pulsing as if seeking to imprison me within her, to bind me to her forever.

"Fuck—Aunt—!" I bellowed, my voice a ragged, lustful growl as her intense heat consumed me entirely. The manner her body drew me in, the sensation of her womb caressing the very tip of my cock—it was overwhelming. My hips bucked on their own accord, my cock throbbing and pulsing against her cervix, the pressure a delightful torment.

Diana’s moans turned feral, her voice cracking into a desperate whimper as she held me fast. "Mmm—yes—... deeper—..." she gasped, her heels digging into my posterior, her body arching to accommodate my every thrust.

"Ahh—fuck—... it feels—... so good—..." Her pussy constricted around me, its walls milking my cock as if she were pleading for more, her essence cascading down me, saturating the very sheets that lay beneath us.

The cacophony of her lascivious moans permeated the chamber, each utterance a breathless, fervent, unashamed sound. "N-Nephew—... please—..." she pleaded, her voice quivering as she maintained our connection, her body convulsing with each rhythmic surge of my cock against her womb. "D-Don’t cease—... remain within me—..."