Elizabeth bit her lip as hard as she could to prevent any noise escaping as, at last, she felt Andrew’s cock slide into her. Despite her efforts, she was unable to keep silent, a garbled moan passing her lips.<br/><br/>She released his cock as it pushed deeper into her, instead gripping his arm and digging her nails in as she met his quick thrusts, pushing her ass against his pelvis. Her chest was heaving as she fought to stay quiet, keeping her hand on his to keep him focused on her breasts. She could feel his inexperience with every movement, but it was far from a concern.<br/><br/>“God, don’t stop.” She moaned, closing her eyes for a brief moment. His cock was, surprisingly, slightly larger than his father’s, larger than she was used to, which didn’t help her mounting climax.<br/><br/><i>My son is fucking me right now.<br/>
</i><br/>The words resounded through her head, and she knew they should’ve disgusted her, but she simply didn’t care right then.