The Heart System

The moment her daughter appeared, Delilah’s cunt squeezed even harder around me, pulsing with forbidden excitement. The thrill was so intense it nearly made me blow my load right there. Holy fuck. I gripped Delilah’s wide hips tighter and started thrusting up into her slowly, using the back of the couch to keep us hidden.

Delilah’s body rocked forward with each thrust. A soft, helpless moan slipped from her lips before she could bite it back.

“Mom… are you okay…?” Ivy mumbled, struggling to finish her thought. “I’m sorry for… earlier…”

“W-we’ll talk in the morning, honey,” Delilah forced out, her voice shaky and breathy. “J-just go back to your room, please…”

“I will… after the… uh… toilet…” Ivy muttered, turning slowly and shuffling down the hall.

The second Ivy disappeared into the bathroom and closed the door, Delilah stopped fighting it. A deep, needy moan tore from her throat as she pushed her ass back against me.

“Fuck, Evan… this is so wrong…” she whispered, but her hips were already moving with mine.

A blue notification flashed in front of my eyes:

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ON A ROLL QUEST: 200 SC

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Fuck Delilah in front of the

bathroom while Ivy’s there.

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I smirked and accepted it immediately. In one swift motion, I hooked my arms under Delilah’s knees, kept my cock buried to the hilt inside her, and stood up. She let out a surprised gasp as I carried her, still impaled on my dick, her back pressing to my chest. We went straight toward the bathroom door.

“Wait, Evan, wait! What are you doing?!” she whispered frantically, panic and lust mixing in her voice. “Evan, we can’t—”

Without hesitation, I started fucking her again, deep, powerful strokes that made her big juicy ass ripple against me.

“You feel that?” I said into her ear, pounding her harder. “Your daughter is right on the other side of this door, and I’m balls-deep in her mother’s soaked cunt. You’re such a filthy fucking slut, Delilah.”

Delilah gritted her teeth, trying to stay quiet, but her pussy was betraying her completely. She was dripping wet, her juices running down my balls with every thrust. I could feel her getting even slicker, her walls fluttering wildly around my cock.

“Oh god… oh fuck…” she whimpered, pressing her forehead against the cool wood of the door. “You’re so deep… I can’t… I shouldn’t like this…”

“But you do,” I whispered hotly, slamming into her with wet, filthy sounds. “You love getting fucked like this while your drunk daughter is taking a piss just inches away. Admit it.”

Inside the bathroom, the toilet flushed.

My hips didn’t stop. I kept railing Delilah against the door, one hand reaching around to roughly grope and squeeze her bouncing tits, pinching her stiff nipples. The sink turned on. Water ran loudly. Ivy could open that door at any second.

Delilah’s breathing was ragged. She was losing control.

“Evan… we’re going to get caught…” she moaned, but her ass was pushing back to meet every thrust, greedy for more.

“That’s what makes your pussy so fucking tight right now,” I groaned, biting her earlobe. “You’re creaming all over your daughter’s best friend’s cock while she’s right there. Such a dirty, perverted mom.”

The tension was unbearable. Every second felt electric. I fucked her harder, faster, my hips slapping loudly against her thick ass. Delilah’s legs started shaking violently. She pressed both hands flat against the door, biting her lip so hard I thought she might draw blood.

Then it hit her.

Delilah exploded. I mean… exploded, exploded.

Her whole body convulsed hard against me as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her pussy spasmed violently around my cock, squeezing and milking me as she came harder than before. A hot gush of her juices squirted out around my shaft, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor in a messy puddle. Her knees gave out completely. If I wasn’t holding her up, she would’ve collapsed.

I kept fucking her through it, slow and deep, savoring every twitch and flutter of her cunt.

“There it is,” I murmured against her neck, kissing her sweaty skin. “There’s my good girl. Cumming so hard for me while your daughter is on the other side of the door.”

I quickly carried her into Delilah’s bedroom, my cock still buried inside her twitching pussy. I left the door slightly ajar so I could peek out into the hallway while continuing to fuck her with shallow, lazy thrusts.

A few moments later, Ivy stumbled out of the bathroom. She was only wearing a thin bra and a pair of tiny panties. The sight of my best friend like that, tits spilling over the cups of her bra, her panties wedged between her ass cheeks, hit me like a freight train. I had never seen Ivy this exposed before. The taboo rush made my cock throb painfully inside Delilah.

Ivy took a few unsteady steps and suddenly stopped as her bare foot stepped right into the slick puddle Delilah had left on the floor.

“Huh… sticky…” she mumbled drunkenly, confused but too out of it to investigate.

That was my breaking point.

I shut my eyes tightly, buried my face in Delilah’s neck, and finally let go. I came like a fucking volcano. Thick, heavy ropes of cum erupted deep inside Delilah’s pussy, flooding her completely. I pumped load after load after load into her, groaning low and long as I filled her up. There was so much cum that it immediately started overflowing, running down her thighs in thick streams and dripping onto the bedroom floor.

Delilah whimpered weakly, still twitching from the aftershocks.

Ivy heard the low moan and glanced toward our slightly open door for a second, but she was far too drunk to process anything. She just stumbled back into her room and closed the door behind her.

I gently pulled out of Delilah, laid her down on the bed, and collapsed beside her, breathing hard, completely spent.

“Fuck…” I whispered, staring at the ceiling. “That was insane.”

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ON A ROLL COMPLETED

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CASH OUT OR SAVE IT?

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CURRENT SC: 200

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