Elizabeth melted into the kiss, her tongue dancing lazily with mine, tasting of sweet milk and raw desire. Her legs stayed locked around my waist, holding me prisoner in her welcoming heat as I continued those deep, rolling thrusts. Each one made her belly swell visibly beneath our pressed hands, the outline of my cock so blatant it looked obscene,proof of how utterly I owned her body.
She whimpered into my mouth, the sound vibrating through us both. When I finally pulled back just enough to let her breathe, her violet eyes were glassy, pupils blown wide with need.
"More..." she breathed against my lips. "Don't stop claiming Mommy's womb. I need to feel you throb against my cervix... need you to mark it as yours."
