"RUTH—OPEN THE FUCKING BATHROOM DOOR! NOW!" My voice was a panicked snarl, my arms already locked around Ada's trembling, sweat-slicked body. Her asshole was twitching violently, the inflamed ring pulsing as she fought desperately to hold back the inevitable.
"She can't hold it—MOVE!" Ruth's eyes bugged wide—her mother, about to shit?—but she scrambled forward, yanking the door open and pressing herself against the wall, her face burning with shock and disgust.
I crushed Ada against my chest, my cock still buried balls-deep in her pussy, throbbing and jerking with every frantic step I took.
"Mother, hold on—just a little longer—" My voice was rough, my breath ragged as I felt her asshole clench and release, her muscles betraying her.
"I've got you, I've got you—" Her body was a furnace, her skin damp with sweat, her pussy gushing around my cock as I carried her, her juices dripping down my balls.
