I couldn't tell if Mom heard us, but I wasn't stopping him. He shoved my head into the pillow and fucked me harder. My screams muffled against the cotton.

 

His brutal thrusts made the mattress creak. Each stroke drove his thick cock so deep into my wet pussy that I felt him claim every inch.

 

My face buried sideways into the pillow, my desperate cries vibrating as he grabbed a fistful of my hair. He yanked my head back, arching my neck to use my hair like reins while his hips slammed forward.

 

“Fuck, you’re so sweet,” he growled, his breath hot on my skin. His hand came down hard...