** I am writing it all new. Same story with a bit different plot. **
"Thank you," she panted, looking up at him with pure adoration. "That was wonderful."
She pressed her wet body flush against his, one leg wrapping tight around his waist, grinding slowly.
"Now mommy wants to feel you inside her."
"Sure," Arjun answered, voice low.
He didn't bother with the soaked saree still half-clinging to her. He simply tore the wet fabric open and let it drop to the shower floor in a heavy heap. Kajal shivered hard as the last barrier fell away, leaving her in only a soaked lacy bra and panties that were already transparent.
"Oh, yes…" she breathed, husky and desperate. "Take me, darling. Fill your mommy up."
She reached back, unhooked the bra with one quick flick, and let her heavy breasts spill free. Dark, stiff nipples stood out sharply. She grabbed his wrists and pressed his hands onto the soft, water-slick flesh.
"Play with mommy's tits while you fuck me," she urged. "Squeeze them. Make them bounce."
Her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her panties. She shoved them down her thighs, kicked them aside, and stood completely naked under the spray—soft stomach, full hips, and a neatly trimmed dark patch already glistening with more than just water.
She wrapped both legs around his waist again, positioning her dripping entrance right against the thick head of his cock.
"Take me," she whispered, guiding his shaft with one hand. "Fill mommy with that big, beautiful cock. Now."
"Mom…" he groaned, and thrust up hard.
Kajal cried out as the full ten inches slammed into her in one stroke, stretching her open. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Her cunt clenched tight and hot around him, walls fluttering as she adjusted to the sudden thickness.
"Yes—fuck—yes!" she shouted, voice echoing off the tiles. "You're so deep already… God, you're splitting mommy open…"
He started moving, long, powerful thrusts that made her heavy breasts bounce and slap against his chest. Water cascaded over them, mixing with the wet sounds of skin and the filthy squelch of her pussy taking every inch.
"Harder," she panted, already losing control. "Fuck mommy harder. Use me."
He growled and drove into her faster, hips slamming up. One hand stayed on her ass, spreading her open so he could sink even deeper; the other roughly kneaded her breast, thumb and finger pinching the nipple hard enough to make her whimper.
"Not so soon," he warned when he felt her starting to flutter around him.
Kajal whimpered, forcing herself to slow, matching his rhythm even though her body was trembling. Soft kisses pressed against his neck and jaw.
"You feel so good inside me," she whispered against his ear. "So thick… so hard… Mommy's pussy is completely full of her son's cock." Her inner muscles gave him a deliberate, milking squeeze. "Let's make it last. Let's enjoy every filthy second."
"Yeah," he groaned. "I want to devour you whole."
He ducked his head and bit down on her nipple—hard.
Kajal screamed, back arching, cunt clamping down like a vice. The sharp pain shot straight to her clit and made her gush around him.
"Oh! Yes—bite them harder, baby! Mark mommy's tits! They're yours!"
He kept his mouth on her, sucking, biting, leaving wet red marks while he fucked her against the shower wall. Her legs locked tighter around him. One of her hands tangled in his hair, holding him against her breast; the other slid down to grip his ass and pull him deeper with every thrust.
"Fuck, you're so good," she moaned, voice breaking. "Mommy loves when you take control… loves being used like a dirty slut by her own boy…"
He teased her between thrusts, voice rough against her wet skin.
"It's our first time, you know. If anyone heard you screaming like this they'd think I've been fucking you for months."
Kajal threw her head back and laughed—a low, throaty, filthy sound that made her walls flutter around him.
"Oh, my sweet boy…" she giggled, then moaned as he bottomed out again. "Let them think whatever they want. Mommy doesn't care."
She leaned in, lips brushing his ear, voice dropping to a wet whisper.
"This is our special secret. And it feels so fucking good to be this naughty with you."
Her hips started slamming down to meet him harder, wet flesh meeting wet flesh with loud, obscene slaps.
"Harder," she demanded. "Fuck me like you've been dreaming about it for years. Like you can't get enough of mommy's tight, greedy pussy."
She bit his earlobe, then hissed,
"Show me how much you want me. Make me scream your name. Breed me if you want—just don't stop."
The DesireLink interface flickered at the edge of his vision, calm and approving.
**Status update:**
*Full penetration achieved.
Target fully open and begging.
Arousal critical.
Continue as desired.*