They held her between them, their breaths ragged, the water lapping around their bodies like a gentle caress. Xnxx Wyatt’s cock pressed against her, long and hard, and she turned to him, her lips brushing his ear. Now, at forty-five, with lines etched around her eyes and a body still strong but softened by time, she felt the weight of those years pressing against her. She felt utterly consumed, her pussy and ass throbbing with the intensity of their movements. “Always have been. But now, under the moonlight with their bodies pressed against hers, she wanted nothing more than to surrender, to let go and feel alive in their arms. His hips pressed forward, and she moaned as he slid into her, inch by torturous inch, stretching her pussy with his thick length. You’re the heart of this place, of us.”
Duke’s fingers traced her arm, his touch gentle, almost reverent. She’d spent her life as the unshakable pillar, the one who held the ranch—and her boys—together through every hardship. “Ma,” Duke said softly, his voice breaking the silence. “You were perfect, Ma. “Never felt anything like you.”
Wyatt’s lips found hers, his kiss grounding her as Duke began to move, his thrusts deep and measured.
