Netori Harem: New life as a hunter and gatherer-Chapter 98: Don’t stop**

"This is frustrating." Caleb muttered under his breath as he covered his ears with the pillow.

Laila scoffed, "Just ignore it and sleep. You don’t want to create a scene now."

Despite being disturbed, Caleb didn’t have the courage to go out and stop the two beast from disturbing the whole house.

All they could do was to endure...for now.

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*THWAP*THWAP*THWAP* 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Monica’s body hung limp in Luke’s strong grip, her legs barely touching the ground as he pounded into her from behind with relentless force.

"Ah, Luke...don’t stop...don’t stop...Mama feels good." She moaned in delight.

His thick cock slammed deep into her soaked pussy again and again, the wet slapping sounds of flesh on flesh filling the room.

He held her firmly by her arms, pulling her back onto his thrusting hips, using her body like his personal fucktoy.

"Oh god, Luke... yes... just like that," Monica moaned, her voice breaking with each powerful thrust.

Her heavy tits swung wildly beneath her, nipples hard and aching. Her son’s massive dick stretched her tight walls perfectly, hitting that sweet spot over and over, sending jolts of pleasure through her core.

Luke growled low in his throat, his hips snapping forward without mercy. "Fuck, Mom... your pussy feels so good. So wet and tight for me."

He pulled her arms back harder, arching her back as he railed her standing up, her feet dangling and kicking weakly with every deep plunge. Her juices dripped down her thighs, coating his balls as they slapped against her clit.

The forbidden mating between mother and son was raw and animalistic. Luke’s cock pistoned in and out of Monica’s dripping cunt, the lewd squelching noises growing louder as her arousal flooded around him.

She could feel every thick vein, every ridge dragging along her sensitive inner walls, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Luke... baby... Nngh," she whimpered, her head falling forward, hair cascading over her face.

Her body trembled in his grasp, completely at his mercy as he used her hole for his pleasure.

The intense pleasure built rapidly, her pussy clenching and fluttering around his invading shaft. "I’m... I’m getting so close... don’t stop... please don’t stop fucking Mommy’s pussy..."

He thrust even faster, his grip on her arms tightening as he buried himself balls-deep with every stroke, grinding against her ass.

The heat between them was scorching, their taboo union pushing Monica right to the brink of orgasm. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her body shaking as the climax hovered just out of reach.

Without warning, Luke suddenly yanked Monica back against his chest and lifted her completely off the ground.

"Ah-what are you..."

His powerful arms hooked under her knees, spreading her legs wide and high in the air as he held her suspended like a ragdoll.

Her back pressed flush against his muscular torso, her body folded almost in half while his thick cock stayed buried deep inside her dripping pussy.

"I’ve got you," he growled hotly against her ear, his breath ragged and warm on her neck.

He showed off his raw strength, bouncing her up and down on his rigid shaft with powerful upward thrusts.

The new angle was devastating. His cock drove even deeper, the fat head kissing her cervix with every brutal stroke.

Monica’s juices squirted out around his pistoning length, splashing onto the floor below with wet, obscene sounds.

The night air was cool against their overheated skin, a light breeze from the open window carrying the faint scent of rain and earth.

Moonlight spilled across their joined bodies, highlighting the sheen of sweat glistening on Monica’s bouncing tits and the way her son’s muscles flexed and strained as he fucked her mid-air.

The only sounds were the loud, rhythmic slap-slap-slap of his hips smacking against her ass, the wet squelch-squelch of her soaked cunt swallowing his cock, and their shared heavy breathing and moans.

"Oh my god... Luke... it’s so deep like this!" Monica cried out, her voice husky and broken. Her legs trembled helplessly in his iron grip, toes curling in the air as new waves of pleasure crashed through her.

The position let his thick shaft grind against her G-spot relentlessly while his balls slapped wetly against her swollen clit with every thrust. "Baby... you’re splitting Mommy open... I can feel you in my womb!"

Luke’s grunts grew deeper, more primal. "Shit... your pussy’s gripping me so tight, Mom. So fucking hot and creamy."

He bounced her harder, using his arms to slam her down onto his cock while his hips drove up. The lewd, fleshy impacts echoed through the room—PLAP PLAP PLAP—mixed with the sticky, gushing sounds of her arousal coating his shaft and dripping freely.

The sensation was overwhelming for both of them. Monica’s inner walls fluttered and clenched around him, milking his throbbing dick as the pressure built unbearably fast.

Luke could feel every ripple, every spasm of his mother’s cunt as he railed her in the air, her weight adding extra force to each downward plunge.

"I’m... I’m gonna cum... Luke... Mommy’s gonna cum so hard on your cock!" she wailed, her head falling back against his shoulder, eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

"Cum for me, Mom. Cum all over your son’s dick," he snarled, pounding up into her faster, the wet slaps growing frantic.

The coil inside Monica snapped. Her pussy convulsed violently around him, squirting hot juices down his shaft and balls as she screamed in release.

"Luke! Oh fuck... I’m cumming... cumming on my baby’s cock!"

The intense contractions of her orgasm pushed Luke over the edge right after her. With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded, flooding his mother’s spasming womb with thick, ropey spurts of hot cum. "Fuck... Mom... take it... take all of Daddy’s load!"

They came together hard, bodies locked and trembling, the night filled with their shared cries of pleasure and the messy, wet sounds of their taboo release.

Monica’s cunt kept pulsing, greedily sucking every drop of her son’s seed deep inside her as they rode out their shattering orgasms in each other’s arms.

Monica’s legs were still trembling as Luke gently lowered her back down to the floor.

She turned around immediately, dropping to her knees in front of her son with a hungry, satisfied gleam in her eyes.

Her body was slick with sweat, chest heaving, and a thick trail of their mixed cum already leaking from her well-fucked pussy and running down her inner thighs.

Without a word, she wrapped her soft hand around Luke’s still-hard cock, sticky and glistening with her juices and his heavy load.

She leaned in and dragged her warm, wet tongue slowly along the underside of his shaft, tasting the salty-sweet mix of their combined release.

"Mmm... so messy," she purred, her voice husky from moaning. Her tongue swirled around the thick head, lapping up every drop of cum that clung to it.

She sucked the sensitive tip into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she cleaned him thoroughly, making soft, wet slurping sounds.

Luke watched her with heavy-lidded eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He reached into the system inventory with a quick thought and pulled out a chilled bottle of water.

The cool plastic felt good against his overheated palm. He twisted the cap off and took a long, deep gulp, the cold water sliding down his throat while sweat continued to drip from his brow, down his neck, and over his defined abs.

The contrast was filthy and perfect.

There was his beautiful mother on her knees, completely naked and freshly creampied, eagerly sucking and licking his cock clean like an obedient woman.

Her tongue flicked and swirled around every inch, tracing the thick veins, dipping into the slit to collect the last beads of his cum. She moaned softly around his length as she worked, the vibrations sending little aftershocks through him.

"Fuck, Mom... look at you," Luke murmured between swallows of water, his voice rough. He kept drinking, throat working visibly, droplets of water spilling from the corner of his mouth and mixing with the sweat on his chest. "Sucking your son’s cock right after I filled your pussy. Such a good mother."

Monica pulled off for a second, strings of saliva and cum connecting her lips to his glistening dick. She looked up at him with lust-filled eyes, licking her lips. "I love the way we taste together, baby. Your cum mixed with Mommy’s cream... it’s so dirty and delicious."

She dove back in, taking him deeper into her mouth this time, her tongue pressing flat against the bottom of his shaft as she bobbed her head slowly, making sure not a single drop was wasted.

The wet, obscene sucking noises filled the room—gluck... gluck... slurp—while Luke continued to drink, watching every lewd movement of her mouth and tongue with dark satisfaction.

His free hand rested on the top of her head, fingers gently threading through her hair as she worshipped his cock under the cool night breeze coming through the window.

Once she was done, Luke asked, "Are you tired?"

Monica, still holding his cock, shook her head, "Do you want to continue?"

Luke grinned, "Let’s do something fun."

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