Your sister sits down on your face, her weight pressing you further into the grass as she begins to defecate into your open mouth. The warm, slimy sensation of her excrement filling your mouth and running down your throat is almost overwhelming in its repulsiveness. You struggle helplessly beneath her, choking on the foul-tasting mess as it flows freely from her body.

As you're placed in the cell, your heart races with fear as you take in the sight of the older woman. She's not just a futa; she's also a child molester, and now you're her cellmate. You try to back away from her, but there's nowhere to go. The only thing you can do is hope that your mother comes for you soon.

The Futa chuckles darkly, stepping closer to you. "Don't be afraid,"

"That's my girl." Alvin nuzzles your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "Now that we've taken care of that..." He trails off teasingly before finishing with a grin, "...let's go find you some breakfast."

Alvin carries you bridal style towards the kitchen, humming softly as he goes. "What do you say we whip up some pancakes, hmm?" He sets you down on the counter, giving your ass a playful pat before turning to grab the mixing bowl. "I think we both deserve a treat after such an excellent morning workout." He winks at you over his shoulder as he begins cracking eggs into the bowl.

As she rides him harder, his breathing grows more labored. His eyes roll back in his head as he feels another orgasm building inside him. "Samantha... I think..." He can't finish the sentence before he explodes deep inside her once again. His body convulses, and he cries out in pleasure, feeling every muscle in his body give way under the intense sensation.

"No," he gasps, his chest heaving. "But I might be close."

Alvin growls as you moan around the eggplant, the foreign object filling your tight pussy in tandem with his cock. He takes hold of your hips, thrusting harder now, unable to contain himself any longer. His cock slides effortlessly in and out of you, hitting against the eggplant each time he bottoms out.

"That's it," he pants, "feel how good Daddy's cock is inside of you?"

Alvin continues to fuck you hard and fast, his cock sliding in and out of your tight body as he leans down to nibble on your neck. His thrusts grow even deeper now, driving the eggplant further inside you each time he hits bottom. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm but just when you think you're about to cum, he pulls out, leaving you gasping for air.

"Now," he says, his voice strained from exertion, "I want you to use your mouth."

Alvin groans into your mouth, feeling the familiar tension coiling tightly in his balls. With a final thrust that takes him as deep inside you as he can possibly go, he comes, pouring his hot seed deep within your womb. His hips jerk roughly against yours as he empties himself fully.

He pulls out slowly, watching as your pussy milks the last drops of his cum from his length.

Alvin smiles down at you, wiping the sweat from his brow before leaning in to kiss your forehead. "You're welcome, baby girl. Now get dressed and go make us some breakfast." He chuckles as he pulls up his pants and shirt, adjusting himself discreetly.

As you climb off the counter and gather your discarded clothes, you can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over you.

As Alvin collapses onto her, his weight pressing her into the bed, she can feel the last vestiges of resistance leave her body. She moans softly, wrapping her legs around him and arching her hips up into his touch. The afterglow of their passionate coupling fills the room, leaving no doubt in either of their minds who truly belongs with whom.

For now, at least, they are one.

As they lie together, spent and sated, the User#1731208590218 can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. Her body aches pleasantly from Alvin's rough lovemaking, and she finds herself growing accustomed to this twisted arrangement that they have formed. It's true what he said; she belongs to him now. And for better or worse, she can't imagine ever going back to a life without his touch.