Olia pushed open the door to her mother's bedroom, a look of desperation etched on her face. "Mom, I need your help," she blurted out, her voice laced with urgency.
Karina, her mother, sat on the couch, a book in her hand. She looked up at Olia, her brow furrowed in concern. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked, setting her book aside.
Olia hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She undid her pants, revealing a large and thick member to her mother's surprise.
Karina's eyes widened in shock, but she quickly regained her composure. "Can I...touch it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Olia nodded, her breath hitching as her mother's hand made contact with her shaft. Karina began to massage it gently, her touch sending waves of pleasure through Olia's body.
"I've been trying to finish on my own, but Anton isn't around today," Olia explained, her voice trembling. "I didn't know who else to turn to."
Karina nodded, her hand still moving rhythmically. She undressed as she listened to Olia's story, her body tense with anticipation.
"Anton...he bought me a sex doll," Olia continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sometimes he would masturbate me or perform oral sex."
Karina's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't say anything. She began to masturbate Olia as she listened, her own body responding to the erotic tale.
As Olia continued to explain the situation, Karina became overwhelmed with pleasure. She began to perform oral sex on Olia, her tongue exploring every inch of her shaft.
Olia took control, forcing her mother to take all of her in her mouth. She began to thrust, her body moving in time with her mother's movements.
Karina became lost in pleasure, her own orgasm building as she tasted Olia's release. Olia ejaculated, and Karina continued to lick and clean her off, her own body trembling with aftershocks.
Olia apologized for being too sensitive, but Karina assured her that she enjoyed it. "I like it when my partner treats me like a 'last resort slut,'" she said with a wink, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Olia smiled, her body still humming with pleasure. She knew that she could always turn to her mother for help, no matter what.
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