The last day of Rody's babysitting job started out like any other...that is, he awoke sprawled out on the kid's bed, his feet dangling off the end and one yellow-furred arm swung to the side, off the side of the mattress and managing to maintain a horizontal angle, thanks to his arm. His body ached, but in his mind, it was worth it; the amount of stuff he'd done to Daniel, all of what he'd envisioned coming true...he could stand to suffer a couple of aching bones for that.

The first thing he noticed is that he was ungodly horny. Lust swarmed through him, and he knew why; his dreams had been swamped in sex, heat, passion and lust, all centred around the long-haired boy of his dreams. So horny was he that all it took was a quick glance down his naked form to realise how aching hard he was; his member twitched up and down, going from his belly to a near 45-degree angle and back again, desperate for his touch or someone else's. It was just a shame there was no young hole or mouth to satisfy him; the bed next to him was empty, and he heard the tinkle from the bathroom, all but confirming young Daniel was already up. With a groan, Rody rolled out of bed and reached for his boxers, tugging them on with some difficulty-- his cock fought him every step of the way-- before he pulled his shirt over his head. His body was heavy with the faint scent of musk and cum, but he'd shower later; breakfast sounded better right now.

Slowly, he snuck his way out of the room and towards the stairs, but not before he paused, his gaze crossing across the hallway towards the door leading into Linda's room, Daniel's mother. Curiosity couldn't stop him from peeking inside to take a look, and he found a particularly plain and simple room, with a lilac double bed, pretty curtains and simple beige flooring. A TV sat opposite the bed with a remote sitting on the side, and her end table was clean, yet peculiarly scuffed with a mark or two. He shouldn't be snooping, but Rody wondered if she had a sex toy of some kind that he could use on Daniel, just for fun. He went for the end table first and was instead to find two things; a very cheap-looking phone, and a small diary. Unease spread across his stomach, but he grabbed the diary to look.

He wasn't expecting to find photos at the back of the diary...and not of the nature that he saw, either. Confusion crossed his features as he scanned through them, mostly seeing nude photos of Linda-- damn, she had some big tits, and her shapely body, when she wasn't wearing loose clothes, looked hot-- but what he wasn't expecting was pictures of cubs...ones other than Daniel. There were cute little huskies, slender felines...even more athletic, toned teen reptiles. Some of them were bent over and showing themselves off, others were right in the middle of intercourse with her, their cocks halfway or even deep inside. Most of the angles looked like selfies, and just the sight of it alone made Rody's already hard cock ache even more.

He couldn't keep looking at it forever. Placing it down within the end table's draw, he left and room and headed back towards the stairs, quickly descending before Daniel noticed, for he wanted to surprise him with a little homemade breakfast...though he had no doubt that sort of thing was common with his mother around. As most men knew, a quick walk helped to ease an erection, and Rody was no different despite how horny he was; his cock sagged and slowly drooped as he made his way to the kitchen, until it sat as a crestfallen half-mast, and more manageable. When Rody checked the fridge, however, he noticed they were out of the titular breakfast foodstuffs: no eggs, no bacon, not even any pancakes or the ingredients to make them. He grumbled and reached for the loaf of bread on the counter instead-- toast could work for him, he supposed.

His ears twisted to the sound of feet thudding on carpet, and his tail immediately began to wag, recognising the patter of small paws. He turned just in time to see Daniel enter the kitchen, but unlike the adult, he didn't have a single shred of clothing on. He was unabashed at his nakedness in front of a man who'd seen every part of him, and Rody couldn't help but stare, his eyes hungrily grazing up and down Daniel's body. He enjoyed the sight of him, and smirked a little at the little patches of slightly matted fur; he hadn't cleaned up since they'd fucked most of the night.

"What's for breakfast?" Daniel asked tiredly, rubbing his eye before running his fingers around to the back of his head, dragging them through his hair to straighten it out a little more. It reached down to about his chest, perhaps a little further; there was no doubt it could get tangled. Rody grinned as wide as he could, unable to contain his excitement, before he turned and grasped the box of cereal on the counter that sat next to the fridge. He poured some of it into a bowl, took a spoon from the drawer and turned, pushing it out onto the island counter for him to take.

"Um...thanks," Daniel giggled, feeling like Rody was deliberately being goofy. "Where's the milk?"

At his response, Rody grinned even wider, if that were possible. He tugged one of the various stools around the island counter in front of him and lifted his leg, pressing knee to leather as he clambered up. He teetered awkwardly on the stool on both knees, his body and crotch high enough to be above the counter, before he grabbed the bowl and pulled it towards him. If Daniel didn't understand what he intended to do already, it should have been obvious from the clear, slowly growing tenting in the man's boxer shorts.

"I'll give you some milk, alright." Rody's voice was husky and dripping with lust as he sloppily yanked his boxers down on one side, wrestling with the base of his cock with the other. It got caught in the waistband of his boxers for a moment before he finally pulled it free, his ample-sized, 7-inch cock dangling over the cereal bowl, the head of his cock bright red and swelled with need. He gripped his cock and instantly began to stroke-- it was incredible and also frightening how turned on he was, how eager he was to get off. It was made all the better by Daniel watching him with wide and soft of eager eyes, but Rody could have bust just as easily on his own; he had an archive of delightful images in his mind from the past couple of days, from when Daniel had bent him over and fucked him right in that kitchen, when he'd had the cub ride him on the bed...there was so much more they could do, and so many more scenarios were etched in his mind.

Rody quickly began to pant; he was already so horny from the morning that there was no chance in hell he'd take a while to cum, and Daniel seemed to sense it too. Rody looked up from his stroking hand to Daniel, who shyly squirmed when their eyes met, still a little embarrassed about sexual stuff even if he could be naked in front of him. Rody's eyes raked down his body and took in his lithe form, his pink nipples, the crusty fur that sparked the memory of their love-making...just that alone was enough. Rody almost beat his dick raw with the ferocity and eagerness at which he stroked, and pre-cum oozed from his tip, quickly and easily scooped up by his pistoning hand, slickening his jerking fist easily. The sounds of his rapid, spontaneous masturbation went on for barely a handful of minutes before it was suddenly and abruptly over.

Rody climaxed in a way he never felt before; so pent-up was he, despite the night they'd spent fucking, that the first shot from the end of his cock missed the bowl entirely and sailed across the counter, catching the edge on the other side and dripping down directly onto daniel's lap, as if it were trying to reach him. Rody let out a frustrated groan of pleasure, his muscles relaxing as he reached down and grabbed the bowl, angling it slightly as he continued beating his meat, splattering the cereal with a hot, fresh load. Spurt after spurt pooled down into the cereal bowl, coating the sugar-coated grains and seeping down to form a small little puddle of seed at the bottom. He didn't stop at just a handful of heavy splatters of cum, however-- it felt like his orgasm had no end, spikes of dizzying pleasure shooting up his spine and coalescing back down into his loins with each turgid throb.

"Fuck...there," He sighed, leaning back and groaning, his body hot from exertion, his breathing low and heavy. "Come get your breakfast, Daniel."

Daniel wordlessly looked down at the cum-covered bowl, and the soggy cereal now coated in the stuff. He looked from the bowl to Rody, before grabbing the spoon and stirring the cereal around. He brought it to his lips and didn't even hesitate to eat a spoonful of the cereal, biting down on the grains and salted 'condiment'. He chewed with a surprising amount of pleasantry, and Rody watched, his cock twitching up and down at the sight. It was hot watching Daniel eat his cum, honestly.

"Is it good?" Rody asked, his voice still low and husky-- he was still kind of horny, but didn't really want to admit it.

"Yeah, this is good! Thanks for breakfast, Rody." Daniel beamed at him before he bowed his head down to continue to eat, shovelling spoonful after spoonful of food into his mouth. Rody watched for a few more moments, resisting the urge to touch himself. As he slid from the chair, he reached for his boxer shorts and slowly pulled them up, turning from Daniel towards the toaster; much as he wanted to keep staring, he was rather hungry. He popped a couple of slices in the toaster and scratched his stomach as he heard the boy eat, waiting impatiently for his own food. Right as the toast popped, Rody heard the clatter of the spoon against the bowl, and he looked over his shoulder to see Daniel pushing the bowl back, wiping his mouth. The yellow wolf's cock swelled and his body tingled in response.

"I'm gonna go take a shower!" Daniel got to his feet, running his hands up and down his body and giggling at the crustiness of some parts of his fur. "My fur is really dirty."

"Go wash up, you messy kid." Rody smirked, and Daniel stuck out his tongue, brushing his hair back from behind his shoulders.

"You're the one who made me messy!" Daniel pointed out with a laugh, before Rody gave him a dismissing wave, a smile playing upon his lips. The boy turned and strode out of the kitchen, his soft patter of footsteps receding into the hallway before being accentuated by the dull thumps of hardwood, muffled by carpet, as he ascended the stairs.

For a while it was quiet. Rody chewed away on the toast, a little too tired from jerking off to get the butter out of the fridge to spread on it. As he took a bit into his second slice of toast, he heard the click of the front door and the jingle of keys. He turned to the kitchen door just in time to hear the door open, and he knew who it was even before she'd walk through the door; it was Linda, Daniel's mom, finally returning from her work trip. Deep down, Rody was wistful-- he was enjoying his time with Daniel and didn't want it to end.

"Hello?" Linda called abruptly through the house, the click of her shoes echoing down the hallway as she passed by the kitchen door before doubling back, smiling at Rody upon noticing him. She entered the room, dropping her bag by the door before leaning against the island counter, not even noticing the cum in the cereal bowl, mostly because Daniel had done a good job of metaphorically licking the plate clean.

"Good morning, Rody!" She beamed at him. "I hope he wasn't too much trouble."

"No ma'am. He was an angel." Part of him felt uneasy, the other confident. In the back of his mind, what he'd seen in her diary swam to the forefront, reminding him that she might be just like him; perverted and depraved. It took everything in him not to squirm on the spot.

"Well that's good," She gave him a doting look. "How are you feeling? Was there enough to eat?"

"You're...out of fresh produce, but yeah, there was more than enough. I ordered pizza one night too, you know, just for fun." He explained, and Linda nodded along; she was pretty lax with her kid, from Rody's experience, so he knew she wouldn't freak out over something as simple as pizza.

"Thank you for taking care of him over the past few days," She sighed. "I'll make sure to pay you handsomely for the trouble."

"I took care of him, alright." He blurted out the words before he could stop himself and Linda paused, brushing her own black hair back behind her shoulders, in the same way, that Daniel did with his own hair. She chuckled awkwardly and fidgeted her hands, and he could tell she was a little uncomfortable.

"Uh...what?" She asked tentatively, and Rody felt his head pounding in his chest. Was he confident? Of course, but he was also terrified at what might happen if she found out. And yet, those photos...deep in his head, he had a feeling she'd be okay with it.

"I had sex with your son," Rody bluntly admitted. "Daniel. I fucked him."

"You...you what?" Linda's face flushed, taken aback by his response.

"I fucked him all weekend, since the first day you asked me to come babysit, I've been fucking him," He continued, keeping his face straight, despite his trembling body and hammering heart. "He's loved it every time."

"I...I don't..." She didn't know how to react, but she didn't have the time to think about it; the thudding of footsteps behind her alerted them both to Daniel's arrival; he hadn't even been in the shower that long. He stepped towards the kitchen door and stopped when he realised someone was standing in it-- those young eyes widened further when he recognised his mother.

"O-Oh, mom, hi..." He quickly dropped his towel to cover his crotch; he hadn't been embarrassed in front of Rody, but his mother was a different problem. "I thought you weren't going to be back until the afte-- Rody?!"

Linda had been looking at him initially, but she turned when Daniel looked past her and stared, eyes wide. When she looked to the source of his surprise, she was shocked as well to see the yellow-furred wolf already rapidly undressing, yanking his shirt over his head and dropping his pants almost simultaneously, as much as he could. His cock sprung to attention, mainly due to the situation of being naked in front of not only his latest fling plus the escort, but his mother also. Neither Daniel nor Linda knew what to say, but Rody wasn't expecting them to comment; instead, he moved past the woman and towards his latest fling, reaching out to grab Daniel's shoulder and pull him close.

"Daniel," Rody insisted firmly. "We're going to show your mom what we've been doing the past few days."

"W-Wait--" Rody was apprehensive, but Rody had no intention of letting him worm his way out of it. He reached down with his other hand and grabbed the towel that Daniel was trying to hide himself behind. He wrenched it from the boy's grip with ease-- though Daniel wasn't trying to hold onto it too hard-- and revealed the cub's body to his own mother...nothing she hadn't seen before, however.

With a hand, Rody grasped the base of his cock and held the back of Daniel's head with the other, forcing him towards his erect cock. The combined hands angling and guiding the mouth to his dick made it easy for the head of his member to meet Daniel's lips. The fox was clearly embarrassed and didn't know what to do in front of his mother, but Rody made all the decisions for him. He pushed, shoving his cock into the cub's muzzle, and Daniel let out a mixed grunt and yelp of surprise as the member slid along his tongue and towards the back of his throat. 

"Rody, maybe you should..." Linda began. She wanted to tell Rody to take his hands off her son. She wanted to fight him off, to tell him it was wrong...but part of her also shuddered, the skin beneath her grey fur tingling with pleasure. Her cheeks grew flushed, her loins heavy, wet and warm; she was turned on, much as she didn't want to admit it. Her moral compass, whatever little was left of it, fought with her own desire.

"No," Rody put a hand out to stop her, his digits moving from the base of his cock. "He loves it, see? Look how hard he is."

Sure enough, Daniel was already at half-mast and rapidly growing, reaching a full mast in barely a handful of seconds as Rody shoved his cock deeper and deeper, relishing the sound of Daniel gagging and accommodating his cock as it pushed down into the 9-year-old's throat. He shivered from the delightful feeling of that throat squeezing delectably around the head of his dick before he pulled back, dragging until his frenulum brushed with the length of the tongue and he was about halfway out. He hesitated for barely half a breath before he thrust again, sliding his cock back into the boy's mouth.

As always, Daniel's warm little orifice was like heaven to his dick; beating his meat was fun, moreso when he did it in front of Daniel, but nothing could beat a good blowjob. Daniel's hands rose up to grab onto his hips, but there was no force behind his touch, no attempts to push Rody's bucking hips away; instead, he held on for safety and to steady himself, the boy's eyes closing and scrunching up as he struggled to get used to the cock shoving in his throat. This wasn't the first time Rody had done it, but that didn't mean he was entirely used to it, or he didn't have a gag reflex of some sort.

"Y...aren't you hurting him? Maybe you should--" Linda attempted to reason to Rody a little bit, squirming on the spot. The wolf didn't look at her, which she was a little glad for; she ultimately shifted her legs back and forth to satisfy the tingling itch to touch her pussy, though it didn't do much to sate that lust.

"Mmh...this is what I've been doing all weekend, Linda," Rody huffed, his tongue lolling from his mouth and his eyes lidding slightly as he picked up a slow but purposeful rhythm with his thrusts. "Your son's so good at sucking my cock, almost like he's made for it..."

Linda's muzzle clamped shut to suppress a whimper; she wanted to see what that mouth could do to her. She hesitated, lifting her hand, before she slowly delved it towards her crotch so she could rub her index and middle finger across the warm slit of her moist pussy, through the fabric of her panties and jeans. She watched, her face hot and her breathing heavy, as Rody slowly picked up speed up over time, pumping his hips faster and faster. The way he thrust was like a wild animal, driven by nothing but lust and desire.

The man kept up a steady pace once he'd sped up, neither slowing down nor moving faster, but the sounds of his cock shoving back and forth became more and more audible as a mixture of spit and pre-cum coated his dick, making it remarkably easy to plunge. That didn't stop the cub from still gagging a little, however, but despite the unease, it might give him, his tiny cock still wildly twitched as that member slammed back and forth.

"Oh fuck...see, Linda? I'm gonna nut in your boy's throat, and he's gonna love it..." Rody huffed, his breathing becoming heavier and he effectively slowed his thrusts and put both hands on the cub's head, pushing him up and down atop that 7-inch dick, over and over. His grunts of passion became more fervent for barely a handful of moments before he thrust forwards and sighed, his fingers curling around Daniel's head. Linda couldn't believe what she was seeing; Rody, her babysitter, was cumming right down into her son's throat.

The boy struggled a little, but he managed somehow; he swallowed every last drop, trying to break through his nose to some degree, though it wasn't easy for him. Instead, all he could do was continue to gulp, his cheeks flushed as he felt each throb and twitch inside his throat. Each pulse of Rody's cock shot thick, heavy spurts of cum straight down into the cub's stomach, filling his already full stomach with another 'hearty meal', if one could call it that.

After a few moments, Rody pulled back, sliding from the boy's mouth and withdrawing completely. Linda's gaze snapped down to the sight of that still stiff cock, covered in a thin film of bodily fluids, before she watched as Rody moved around the boy, heading towards his back. Daniel was taking a moment to suck in a breath and relax as the man changed positions, but what he hadn't been expecting was for Rody to put a hand on his back and push him down, forcing him onto all fours-- well, 'force' might have been a strong word, for Daniel was more than willing, if a little embarrassed and uneasy about doing stuff in front of his mom...but her lacking attempt to get Rody to stop made her thoughts more or less known.

Rody wordlessly got down on one knee, grabbing Daniel's hip with one hand and grasping the base of his hard cock with the other. He was still horny, unfathomably so-- he needed to bust again, and his refractory period was minimal, if non-existent; it had been since he was a kid. He spread the boy's cheeks with his member and easily slid into the crack, and the grey-furred fox instinctively raised his tail, allowing him access easily, perhaps eagerly. Rody had fucked the boy so many times that he knew the path to his asshole like the back of his hand; he barely even needed to adjust his angle with his dick, finding the puckered, slightly loose entrance with ease, stretched from days of hot, rough sex. He thrust, immediately penetrating that young hole and causing Daniel to gasp and arch his back.

"See?" Rody chuckled, letting out a shaky exhale. "He fucking loves my cock."

Daniel whimpered, more out of embarrassment than anything else, and he shuddered when the cock slid deeper, until Rody's pelvis met with his ass like it had so many times before. His heavy balls nudged up against Daniel's tiny little nuts, reminding Daniel of just how much older Rody was than him, and larger.

"Rody--" Linda began, but the look that Rody pierced her with when he raised his eyes warned that no amount of asking would make him stop. Though, secretly, she didn't want him to. Since Daniel was now facing her on the kitchen floor, she refrained from touching herself, but the sight of Daniel's head hanging low, his breathing heavy and his arms trembling, was exhilarating.

Rody picked up a rhythm pretty quickly, the majority of his focus on short, rapid humps as opposed to long slow humps. Part of it was his wolf instincts, the urge to 'breed' outweighing making sure the boy felt pleasure, but if he was honest, it simply felt better-- the feeling of those inner walls spasming and squeezing around every thrusting inch of his member felt like heaven. Each squelch, each tender slap against the 9-year-old's ass, was like music to not only Rody's ears, but Linda's too. The unspoken words between them, what Rody knew and what Linda was now just beginning to understand, consented Rody's actions, which turned him on even more.

The man began to move just a little faster, his huffs of passion turning into grunting groans as he pumped and thrust, the wet squelching sounds of his fluid-covered cock blasting that hole bouncing around the room. Those noises were only faintly accentuated by Daniel's quiet whimpers as he tried desperately to be as quiet as possible, mostly because he was too embarrassed to moan loudly in front of his mom. Rody, however, recognised this, and he reached down with a hand to cup the boy's chin, forcing him to look upwards.

"Come on, Daniel," Rody half-panted, half-moaned. "I know how much you love to moan for my cock. What's the matter? Don't you want to show your mom how much you love my dick?"

Daniel's face flushed at his words and he bit his bottom lip, squirming a little beneath Rody's bucking body. Despite the man's teasing and coaxing, Daniel still felt apprehensive to do so, but one sharp thrust from Rody, his balls slapping against the cub's own, had the 9-year-old yelping and spasming beneath him, his little cock standing on end and twitching up and down. Rody continued his hard thrusts shortly thereafter and Linda had to look her son in the face and hear him yelp and moan with a mixture of passion and embarrassment.

It had only really been a handful of minutes, if that, but Rody was going to cum already, of that he was completely certain. He had no idea why he was so pent up, or why he was cumming so much, but he wasn't about to question it, not when it felt so good to just keep going and satisfy his lust. Perhaps it was because he was doing all this in front of Linda, or because he'd finally told her his perversion...but he wasn't sure.

"Fuck...oh fuck, here it comes...!" Rody groaned and pumped hard and fast, moving as quickly as his laboured hips would let him before he slammed deep, shoving his cock as far as Daniel's warm hole would allow. A groan escaped him as his balls twitched and tucked up to his body, wiggling with each pump and pulse of his thick cock. He busted a heavy, sticky load into the cub's ass, holding his head up still so that Linda could get a good look at the boy's face, with his tongue out and his eyes lidded over. Rody could feel from that rhythmic spasming of that cub's ass around his own orgasming cock that the boy had cum, and the faint sound of seed splattering on the floor, combined with their moans and pants of post-sex bliss.

Rody's knee ached a little and he shifted, slowly pulling out of the boy whilst pushing him forward, easing him into a laid-down position. The cub was completely and utterly exhausted and couldn't help but slid his arms across the tiles and forwards, pressing his stomach to the floor, not caring if the cum got on his tummy. He groaned in delight as he finally got to lay down and rest his muscles, and Rody slowly dragged his knee up so that he was squatting on both feet, before slowly straightening up completely. He looked from Daniel's splayed body to Linda and back again, before he stepped over the 9-year-old and approached the woman directly.

Linda visibly tensed as he approached and looked from his grinning, borderline smirking face down to his cock. He noticed her glance and swung his hips from side to side, forcing his member to wildly swing back and forth, still coated in a mixture of spit and cum, though it was rapidly drying. Linda didn't know what was coming over her; she felt hot, flustered, and incredibly horny...not unlike Rody, she supposed. Before she could even think about the repercussions, she slowly started to lower herself down, getting onto her knees in front of him. Her jeans pressed uncomfortably to the folds of her covered pussy and begged her to touch, but she refrained, instead raising her hands to the pulsing cock before her. Rody licked his lips as she wrapped her slender, feminine hands around it, and with a nudge of his hips, Rody caused the head of his cock to kiss her muzzle, beckoning for her to get a taste.

The grey-furred fox closed her eyes and parted her muzzle, allowing it to glide along her tongue as her heart hammered and a spike of mixed desire and anxiety shot up her spine. Part of her was turned on-- it had been so long since she'd sucked a good cock-- but another part of her felt a little bad sucking off the man who'd just fucked her son. Regardless, she allowed it to slide further and further, until she was able to take the whole thing; it slid towards and down into her throat with ease and she hummed around it, feeling him throb and pulse; it was crazy to think he was still fully erect and ready to go again around two rounds already.

"Yeah, that's it..." Rody muttered with both delight and a dark, husky tone that was hard to describe. "Can you taste your son on my dick, Linda?"

Just the words alone sent a shiver up her spine, and the heat rose to her face at the mere thought, encouraging her to plunge as deep as she could. Rody groaned in delight from the additional warmth around his dick and he humped his hips forward for a couple of moments, feeling her throat squeeze and welcome him. Slowly, he pulled back until the edge of his glans met with her teeth, and she pursed her lips, keeping her eyes down, before she eventually opened up and allowed him to withdraw completely. She didn't understand his intentions at first, but when he made a gesture with one hand, flexing his fingers upwards like he was coaxing her forward, she understood. Her hands reached to the buttons of her white blouse and she popped them, slowly and sensually, as her shirt began to part the further down she went. Eventually, when she reached the last, all it took was to stretch her shoulders back, allowing the soft fabric to slide past her shoulders and down her arms, revealing her ample breasts-- well, save for the bra they were cradled in.

She was planning to reach back and just unclip them, but Rody instead reached out, grabbing them in the middle and yanking with a grunt, forcing her bra down over her tits. They jiggled and bounced upwards when released from their housing, exposed to the air, and Rody caught sight of her perky fat nipples, more or less confirming to him that she was turned on. He squatted himself down, bending his knees until his cock lined up perfectly with her ample breasts, and he scooted his feet forwards until the length of his dick perfectly fit in between them, with the head pointed up to her. Linda knew exactly what to do, and she reached down to grab her breasts on either side, pushing to together to form a nice seal. Rody angled his hips and shoved, hissing through his teeth as the head of his dick met with her chin, and the grey-furred female turned her head down so the tip could reach her muzzle, where she did her best to lick it.

"Good girl..." Rody groaned, rolling his head back as he started to pump his hips, just like he'd done with her son, only this time she was more than willing to satisfy him. A lot of Rody's interests were in young boys, but he could enjoy a woman or two when he felt like it, and nothing was more arousing than fucking the mother of the son he'd been pounding relentlessly for the past few days. Each slick thrust of his cock stickied her pillowy flesh with a mixture of spit and cum, matting the fur between her huge tits as he pumped-- he hadn't even realised how fat and heavy her breasts were until he was nestled snugly between them; she had to be a G cup, perhaps more.

Rody worked himself into a quick and horny rhythm, and Linda didn't stop him; part of her craved it, whilst the other part of her quietly reminded herself that this man molested her son...which somehow turned her on even more. Those troubled thoughts were drowned out by her eagerness to please and her need to be touched, and she readily opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to try and catch his frenulum as he swiftly pumped up between her tits; she succeeded, of course, much to Rody's delight. The wolf muttered something under his breath as he thrust, one hand atop her head to keep it down as the other placed itself on her shoulder to steady himself and get a better angle for his pistoning hips.

"Fuck, yeah...you love my cock, don't you? Just like your son..." Rody huffed, thrusting as fast as his aching hips would let him; horny as he was, his body still desired rest at some point. He couldn't deny the pleasure, however, and continued to hump, his pants of exhaustion and desire becoming more and more audible as time went on. He knew he was going to bust any moment now, but his dick felt raw, and used-- fuck it, he didn't care. He was just too horny, too much like an animal needing to fuck. It was both incredible and also frightening.

A sudden, inescapable shiver rolled through him, and he knew what was coming-- his whole body trembled and for a moment, the ache in his legs was a thing of the past. He slowed his thrusts into long, hard strides that had his jamming forcefully against Linda's awaiting tongue and his fingers curled around her head and shoulder, warning her of his climax. Linda didn't move a muscle, her gaze fixated on that cock right until the end. A heavy groan escaped him as he thrust up one last time, and Linda caught a faceful of his first load.

The first shot arced perfectly along her tongue and towards the back of her throat, where her tongue flexed to try and gulp. Rody's cock pulled back, the need to stimulate his dick during his orgasm all but unbearable, and another ample shot of gooey cum travelled beyond her wet nose, and cock far down enough for it to angle in unpredictable ways. The strand of cum landed between her eyes and for a moment hung there, alone, before another messy rope joined it a couple of spurts later. Linda let out a gasp and tried to angle her head, to correct the mess, but the next splattered her chin and dribbled down, seeping between the crease of her tits.

"Ooooh fuck..." He murmured, slowly easing himself back a little. Each alternating throb wasn't nearly as forceful as the one before, causing half of his load to ooze and trickle down his cock in ample little globs, that found their homes between Linda's jiggling breasts. As the man's climax began to fade, he tugged and slipped out of the woman's breasts, and she loosened her grip around her own flesh in turn. He could tell from the way her face looked, her lidded gaze and panting breath, that she wanted more than just to satisfy him with a titjob. He licked his lips, fully aware of what he could do next, and no one was going to stop him.

"Turn around." He demanded of her, and she had no reason to argue, scooting back and swinging around on her knees until she was facing away from him, her bushy tail frantically wagging behind her, much like Rody's was too. He watched as she bent over and pressed her palms to the tiles floor, lifting her ass up to show herself off-- she was still wearing her jeans, however, but a single hand reaching back to grab the waistband of her denim pants, slipping them over her ample, doughy backside and revealing herself a little more. Rody's gaze hungrily took her in and delighted in the exposed sight of her ass and eventually her pussy as those jeans moved lower and lower, until they were around her knees, just above the joint. He reached out, putting both hands on her ass and spreading it wide so he could get a good look at not only her hole, the heavy, heated wetness of her sex. His mouth watered at how sopping wet her pussy looked, how it quivered and clenched when exposed to the air, desperate to be touched, to be used. Rody couldn't resist.

He was on his knees and within her in a matter of seconds, and without warning. Linda arched her back instantly and let out an aching, satisfied groan as her motherly cunt was finally being stimulated by something other than the chafing of her boring white panties and jeans. Rody's fat, son-fucking cock slammed all the way into her in one fell swoop and he ground his hips, kneading the entirety of it against her, before he hungrily pulled back and thrust again, both driving his hips forward whilst yanking her ass back towards him, connecting his lower stomach to her jiggly, beautiful ass in the middle.

"You like that?" Rody grunted, pulling back and thrusting again, forming a slow and eager rhythm. "You love this cock, Linda?"

"Yes...yes..." Linda huffed, her mouth agape, her eyes rolled up as she swung her head forwards, letting it hang. "Fuck me...use me!"

Rody didn't need telling twice, his hips slamming into her faster and faster, though he was ultimately using his hands to leverage her onto his dick more than he was pounding his hips-- mostly on account of his body begging for rest. Linda couldn't keep her moans to herself, and she let out long, shaky, aching groans with each thrust of his hungry cock.

"Rody..." She gasped, trying to speak through her heavy moans. "You're...I knew all along. The pictures, the stalking...I saw you taking photos of Daniel through his bedroom window."

Rody froze briefly and faltered, before reminding himself he'd seen some obscene pictures in her diary when he'd been snooping earlier, so he kept going...he was interested in what she had to say, so elected not to speak, for now.

"I should have-- fuck," She interrupted herself to spasm and pause, her body quaking from pleasure for a moment. "I should have acted, should have stopped you...but I hired you to babysit my boy instead."

Rody was quiet for a moment, mulling over her words, before he began to laugh. He thrust and pounded against her harder and harder, listening to her suddenly cry out and moan, quivering beneath him; he was certain she might have orgasmed already, though he was just speculating.

"What a fucking failure of a Mom you are, Linda," Rody laughed, clapping pelvis to cheeks. "You brought a wolf into your midsts, literally. And look at you now, so eager to suck my dick and get fucked after I just fucked your son. You're such a slut."

"Yes...yes...!" She should have said no, should have refuted his words or defended herself, but she was completely lost to lust; she wanted nothing more than be fucked and told what a dirty whore she was. Rody, encouraged by her willingness to be teased, sped up his thrusts until the sounds of their sex bounced off the walls and might have even be heard by the neighbours, though they weren't to know. The sopping wet juices of her cunt combined with his own pre-cum made a cocktail of heavy arousal that leaked from her entrance around his pistoning cock and it trickled in two tiny streams down her inner thighs, not enough to reach the floor quickly, but enough for her to notice amidst her pleasure.

"How much of a slut are you?" Rody asked between his grunting and panting, and Linda lifted her head and arched her back more, her body violently shaking around his dick.

"A huge whore! A stupid whore!" She groaned out, and Rody reciprocate those moans, feeling a tightness within him form. Just like before, the adrenaline of his thrusts, the eagerness to cum, all but washed out any ache in his bones for just a fleeting moment so he could really give it to her, and in turn he felt her spasming, clenching and milking his dick, over and over, and her hands balled into fists against the tiles and she whimpered through her foxy muzzle. Rody looked down at his cock and watched as her cheeks jiggled, his ears twisting to her moans, as he brought himself to release.

With a final shove and a tug of her hips, he orgasmed, though not nearly as hard as he had with Daniel. His cock throbbed and pumped load after load into her tight pussy, sloshing around inside her-- so ample was his load that it shot out from around his dick and leaked down his balls, making them sticky with his cum, whilst all the while his fingers massaged and gripped around her pillowy, malleable ass, occasionally releasing so that he could retract his hand and give it a good slap, causing her insides to squeeze around his climaxing cock.

He stayed there for a moment, relishing the feeling of it, before he could Daniel's groaning behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see the cub slowly rolling onto his back before sitting up and arching his back to stretch, looking a little tired but otherwise alert. He looked over to Rody and his cheeks flushed when their eyes met, causing the adult man to grin. Slowly, he eased his member back from Linda's hole and licked his lips at the sound of the wet squelching-- when he was fully out of her, she suddenly flopped to the side on the kitchen tiles, squirming a little before putting a hand down between her legs, as if to stimulate herself a little.

"Daniel," Rody glanced at the boy. "Why don't you get dressed and we can go to that funfair you wanted to go to?"

"Really?" Daniel beamed, then faltered. "But...what about mom?"

"I'm sure your mother doesn't mind if it's just the two of us," Rody insisted, glancing at her. "Do you, Linda?"

"Huh? No...um...it's okay..." She sounded delirious, more with pleasure than anything else, but Rody made a gesture as if she were fine, and Daniel bought it. The messy boy got to his feet and quickly turned towards the stairs in the hall, padding his way up so that he could get to his room and put on some clothes; he hadn't even had the opportunity before. Rody, meanwhile, slowly got to his feet and left his own clothes discarded on the floor, except for the boxers that he quickly yanked on to cover all the indecent parts of him.

"I'm going next door to get some clothes...then I'm going to fuck your son at the funfair. Sound good, Linda?" He snickered, and she mumbled something he couldn't decipher. Satisfied, he turned and headed towards the patio door leading to the back yard, so he could vault the fence and go to his own place.

Linda simply laid there, unaware of what was going on around her...she was simply too horny, too lustful and tired, to be paying attention. That's just what Rody was hoping for, and after her lewd admission, he was sure that he'd be having fun with Daniel, and perhaps his mom, in the years to come...