Emilia's head fell back slightly, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure as I began to slowly pump my fingers in and out of her.
At the same time, her hand never stopped working my throbbing cock, stroking me possessively, squeezing tightly with every thrust of my fingers into her dripping hole.
"Fuck, Mom… you're clenching so hard around my fingers," I groaned against her neck, curling my fingers inside her to rub against her sensitive walls while she jerked me faster, both of us lost in the intense pleasure we were giving each other.
"Ahhh, baby… you shouldn't finger your mom like that," Emilia breathed shakily, her voice a mix of guilt and overwhelming arousal. Even as she said it, her hand never stopped stroking my throbbing cock, pumping me with long, tight strokes under the warm water.
"Let Mom relieve your erection… okay?" she whispered softly, almost pleading.
"Okay, Mom," I answered obediently, my voice thick with lust.
