Mom bit her bottom lip and shook her head from side to side. That sent a jolt of pleasure through my dick, but it was my mother's eyes that made me tingle. She was looking into me, deeply, the weight of her desire filling her gaze with hunger.

"Tell me you're my whore," I said.

"I'm your whore," Mom whispered.

"My slut."

"I'm your--uh--slut."

"I can do anything I want to you?"

"Uh, mmm, oh, shit," Mom panted as I fucked her harder and faster. "Anything. You can do anything you want to me, baby. Oh, god. You can fuck me anytime--oh--anywhere--uh--in any fucking hole!"

Mom's titties bounced with my...