Elizabeth's fingers traced lazy patterns across my chest as the first rays of dawn filtered through the thin silk curtains of the pavilion. Her body was still flushed from our repeated unions throughout the night, her heavy breasts pressed warmly against my side, nipples still glistening with traces of milk. I slid my hand down her back, cupping her plump ass and pulling her closer until my hardening cock nestled against her slick, cum-filled pussy.
"Mmm... greedy boy," she purred, voice husky with sleep and lingering desire. "Mommy's womb is still so full of your seed from last night. But you want more already?"
Without waiting for an answer, she rolled on top of me, straddling my hips. Her silver hair cascaded down like a curtain as she guided my thick shaft back inside her soaked heat with a slow, deliberate sink. We both groaned as I stretched her again, her walls fluttering greedily around me, still sensitive from hours of use.
