Life of a 13 year old- Aren't finished with her yet

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With all the might your little body could muster, you brutally push your fist into your loving mother's cramped womb. Her strong muscles attempt to push your hand out, but you maintain a firm hold. Jessica was now tearing up and trembling. Her body betrays her with yet another nerve wracking orgasm. You take the liberty of taking the fallen pen, and slathering it with your mother's pussy juices. You push it slowly push into her piss hole, plugging up that hole as well.

"Damn it...ugh my god that feels good...this'll just take a few moments.", you mother nervously says trying to soother the now angry patient. She tries to enter in the time slot in her computer, but can't because of her orgasmic convulsions.

You stretched your hands around her uterus, poking fingers up her Fallopian tubes, expanding them twice their girth.

"I'll just...Jesus Christ! Uuuuhhnnnn'.....", your usually strong willed mother babbles. With your arm now half buried inside her endless gaping cunt, you extend your index finger and rub her ovaries from the inside. All those eggs, just waiting to be fertilized by your hot, young spunk.

Jessica screams this time, burying her head in the crook of her elbow as she orgasm again. You viciously saw your fist in and out of her narrow confines, punching the end of your mothers womb. An audible schlick can be heard every time her lips wrap around your fist.

With your other hand, you pull the pen out of her piss hole and write down the patient info on the cum soaked sheet of paper. You hand it up to your loving mother's trembling hands, without stopping the violent fist fuck.

"Here you go ma'm...Nnnnnggg...your scheduled time is on that paper", she croaks. The patient snatches the paper that is soaked with your mother's cunt juice. She looks at your mother suspiciously, who just weakly smiles back, and exits the building.

You give her one final thrust, before pulling out of her abused twat. Jessica slumps back in her chair with a loud groan and wipes the tears off her face. Her panting continues as she tries to regains her composure.



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