Jenny's cycle of self-pleasure continued as her mind became hazy and unfocused. Something has changed - she now felt the pleasure more clearly, not disturbed by her distraught thoughts. And there was no denying that Brad's - no, hers, - dick slamming into her felt good. Jen clenched teeth, feeling every inch of her shaft, as well as the tightness and heat of her ass. In and out it goes, in and out, just like a machine, without rest and a mistake. "Yes, I am a sex machine, I live to feel pleasure!" - Jen thought and let out another moan, waiting in excitement for her orgasm, and she didn't have to wait long. That long, hard dick jamming into her with all it's might into her defensless round soft ass, that pinch of pain she's experienced now and then to spice things up, those unstoppable hands twisting and pinching her nipples - it was all too good. 'Ah, a-ah, p-please', - Jen moaned, not sure what she's pleading for. All this pleasure felt truly overwhelming.
Her strong dick slammed itself inside of her even harder than before, and Jen screamed as her body shook unconrtollably with a strong wave of pure extasy. Thick, juicy cum flowed into her and out, and Jen moaned again as one of her arms reached out to scoop some of her cum. There was so much of it - how did Jen never noticed that? After so much cumming, her rectum was full of seed, helping her dick to pump smoothly into her. Jen moaned, realizing how incredibly erotic this idea is. There was a certain mechanical beauty in all of this, and Jen appreciated for the first time.
'So that's what you meant, mom...',- she sighed, returning to chasing her orgasm.
In the kitchen, Jen's mother smiled warmly.
'Im so glad youve found something good in your life, Jenny', - she whispered.