In CHAPTER 5, here's where we left off:
Eileen begins moving her buttocks in a slow, circular pattern, while her daughter's ensconced cock, a prisoner inside her, obediently follows. Shelly, from time to time, alters the speed and depth of her thrusting, but her movements are cease-less, like the ocean tides. Now that she herself can sense the beginning of a coming explosion, Shelly's pistoning thrusts increase until her slim young hips are a blur as they crash into Eileen's pillowy buttocks powerfully and deeply. To Eileen, it feels like the cock pile driving her ass goes deeper and deeper with each forceful thrust.
Her bladder feels like it is being poked with each plunge and the urge to piss rocks her body, along with the burning pain of having such a thick obstacle rooting inside her ass. The pleasure that Eileen knows is coming finally crashes through her body as Shelly literally fucks the breath right out of her.
Just as Eileen opens her mouth to scream, her sweaty back tenses and she begins to shudder all over; at that moment Shelly applies a wrenching, milking squeeze to her "balls", and jet-like spurts of cum are released into Eileen's sizzling bowels. The big sac of "balls" holds a lot of "jizz", it floods Eileen's lower intestine as her own muffled cry marks the sparking to life her own orgasm. Shelly's own orgasm rushes over her and she yells-out her passion as her thrusts become erratic, then slow to a stop.
CHAPTER 6
A month has passed, and though Shelly still, from time to time, allows her class-mates access to her mom, the majority of the time it is SHE who turns Eileen's lush, delectable body into her personal playground. A very expensive and lengthy project keeps her Dad away from home most nights; in fact, he is this minute in Europe for the next few weeks and the young tigress is not about to let this opportunity pass without taking full advantage...
For her part, Eileen has more or less settled into what is now routine in the Warren household. She no longer prays for her ordeal to end; the constant sex has aroused her sexual appetite and the repeated anal intrusions, especially, have intensified her wanton desire, rather than sated it.
Their routine is quite simple: Shelly goes about as a normal teenager does, heeding what her mother tells her regarding homework, bedtimes, cell phone use, curfews, and the like; when the man of the house is away, they couple twice or three times a day, with Eileen assuming her submissive role in the bedroom while maintaining a dual role as wife and mother in their daily life outside of that den of inequity.
It is a Thursday afternoon, near 3:15, and Eileen must hurry if she is to be ready when Shelly arrives from school. The teenager always wants a snack after a long day at school, and that snack, when possible, includes her big-breasted mom!
A worm of desire twitches in her belly as Eileen hurries upstairs for a quick shower. She follows this with a douche and enema, then dons a purple lace suspender belt and black stockings, along with spike heels that match her suspender belt. She finishes the outfit with a short flowered kimono.