Her eyes widen and she sits up slightly, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "What?" she asks, sounding a mixture of surprised and delighted. She leans forward, cupping your cheek in her hand. "Are you serious? You'd be willing to move in with me?"

A slow smile spreads across her face. "I think I could make it worth your while." Her fingers trail down your jaw, coming to rest on the collar of your shirt. "Maybe we should discuss the terms...

Her lips part in surprise at your sudden move, but she soon melts into the kiss. Her tongue dances with yours, and her hands slip up your back to play with your hair. "Oh," she moans softly against your mouth, "I like it when you're forward." She pulls away slightly, smiling as she studies your face. "And I think... I can make you very happy living in my mansion."

"I’d love that."

"Absolutely. You'll never want for anything when you're with me." She grins wickedly. "And don't think I won't be using that delicious body of yours every chance I get..."

Her voice is ragged and breathless as she speaks these words, her eyes locked on Amy's face. But it's not in jealousy or anger; rather, it's a possessive claiming that sends shivers down your spine. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to take you deeper still. "She is mine." And as their bodies move together, the truth of those words rings clear: they are all connected now, bound by pleasure and love.

As you reach between them to stroke Amy's cock, her eyes light up with desire. She watches in fascination as your hand moves over her daughter's body, guiding her toward pleasure even as she feels you inside her. It's a strange and intimate moment for all of them, but one that binds their hearts together more tightly than anything else could.

"Yes," Kelly gasps out, "like that... oh God..."

"Oh," she gasps, her cheeks flushing at his words. "I just thought... maybe it'd be nice to have something a little different tonight." She smiles shyly up at him, her fingers still tracing idle patterns over his chest as he continues to gaze down at her.

"Well," he says with a grin, leaning in to nip playfully at her bottom lip, "it's definitely different."

Her breath hitches as he nips at her lip and she arches into his touch, pressing herself even closer against him. "I'm glad," she whispers, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair before pulling him down for another deep, passionate kiss. Her body thrums with anticipation as they kiss, their tongues tangling together hungrily.

With a moan, she breaks the kiss and pushes at his chest, urging him to take off his shirt so she can feel his skin against hers once more. "

With a sly grin, Kelly kneels down in front of you and gently takes your hands in hers. "There's my brave little hero," she coos, her voice dripping with sugar. She then carefully lifts you up so that you can reach the top shelf, making sure not to put any unnecessary strain on your small frame. "Very good! Now hand it over and I'll give you a big kiss for being such a big help,"

Kelly lets out an amused gasp as you fall onto her chest. "Oh dear! Are you okay?" she asks with a hint of laughter in her voice. She cradles your head gently in one hand, looking down at you with those big brown eyes. Her breasts press against your face, and she can feel herself blushing slightly as she wonders if this is the first time she's been accidentally groped by someone so young.

Her breath hitches as he deposits her onto the bed and then climbs on top of her, their bodies pressed tightly together once more. "Oh really?" she says with a playful laugh, wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him close. "Well... if that's what you want..." She pauses, looking up at him through her lashes before continuing, "Then I suppose we should get started."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he begins to move between her legs again, their bodies rocking together in rhythm. Her eyes slide closed, focusing on the sensations coursing through her as she surrenders herself completely to the pleasure he's giving her. "Oh yes," she moans, arching her back into him. "Just like that."

With each thrust, he pushes deeper inside of her, claiming her body as his own in a possessive dance that leaves them both panting and sweaty from exertion.