1. Policewomen 2: Trina and Son


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Bestiality, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Death, Drug, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Incest, Males / Female, Rape, Teen Male / Female, Torture, Violence, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 83.7, Source: sexstories.com

    getting fucked like an animal by her son. When Richie was ready to blow his load, he turned her around, leaned down to suck her tits, then stood, letting Trina jack his erupting cock all over her stomach. She hugged her son, looking over his shoulder, when something, someone caught her eye. She knew who it was. A smile formed on her face. “We have to run,” Trina whispered in Richie’s ear. “What?” “Run!” Richie pulled up his shorts, following his naked mother, running through the trees and brush. Derrick was chasing them. He was far behind them and in pain, but his rage was fueling him. His pistol drawn, he struggled to catch up to them. Trina and Richie made it to familiar clearing. They were near their camp, the waterfall visible in the distance. “Do you trust me?” she asked her son. “Yes.” Trina kissed Richie hard, their hands roaming all over one another’s bodies. “I have a plan,” she said, breaking the kiss. “It’ll be a gamble, but you have to trust me.” “I do, mom” Trina looked back into the forest, hearing twigs snap, leaves rustling, Derrick was inching closer. She whispered her plan into her son’s ear. Trina kissed Richie again, guiding him to the grass in the field. She was on top of him, “Fuck me!” She rolled on to her back, taking him with her. Richie was pumping his hips in and out, the sounds of an injured, approaching maniac getting closer. Trina rolled again through the tall grass, then again and again, “Come on!” she urged her son to cum, what could ...
    possibly be the last time – should her gamble not pay off. The kept rolling, Richie finally pinning her down, on top of her, in the morning sunlight, slamming his hips into her. She brought him down for another kiss, sending him over the edge. “Ahhh!” he arched his back, his cock erupting inside her, filling her again. “Go! Run!” she told him. “What?” “Toward the top of the waterfall. You know the way. Follow the plan!” Derrick appeared in the clearing, falling in the grass, he raised his left, uninjured arm, and fired his weapon. Hitting nothing, he pressed on closer to Trina. Richie was running up the path next to the waterfall, where they were when they first arrived. Trina saw he was out of sight and took off running. Derrick fired again and missed. Trina ducked behind a large tree, waiting, and watching. Derrick was closer now, Trina made another run for it. He fired missing her again, grunting in pain. Trina kept running up the path, stopping once more to hide and wait. She watched Derrick check his pistol, throwing it to ground in anger – he was empty. Trine took off again, pretending to sprain her ankle. She looked over her shoulder in fear, seeing Derrick limping towards her, now 50 feet away. She kept going, crossing a stream, limping to the edge of the waterfall, collapsing, seemingly giving up. It took Derrick a few minutes to catch up, Trina had nowhere to go, the 80 foot drop behind her. “You bitch! You’re done!” Derrick yelled over the rushing water. Trina nodded, ...
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