Chapter 8 Sandals
A wave of heat washed over Madison, a sensation so profound it left her breathless.
"What is happening to me?" she whispered, her thoughts a frantic flurry.
She couldn't pinpoint the source of the sudden, intense dampness between her legs, the almost painful tightening of her inner pussy walls, the overwhelming yearning for something...unfamiliar.
She wanted a long big fat cock to fuck her!
It was a primal urge, a feeling she couldn't quite comprehend.
Jack, lost in the world of his reading, remained oblivious to the tempest brewing within his mother.
The unspoken tension in her tight cunt, the unspoken desires, hung heavy in the air.
She couldn't bear to confront the burgeoning sensation, the unfamiliar need, in front of her son.
More than that, she also could not confront her son about this very awkward situation of him wanting to have sex with his girlfriend and the latter obviously not ready yet for a deeper, more intimate relationship.
With a quiet determination, she turned away, her heart hammering against her ribs.
That night, the heat intensified, a palpable energy that pulsed beneath the surface of her skin.