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The exhaustion hung heavy in the air, but the hatred hadn't burned out yet. Sharon's hand tightened around Jenny's, not in forgiveness, but in a sudden twist of leverage. With a guttural snarl, the older woman rolled on top of her daughter, pinning Jenny's wrists above her head with one hand while her knee dug into the younger brunette's thigh.
"You think it's over, you vicious little cxnt?" Sharon hissed, her face inches from Jenny's bloodied lips. "I'm not done teaching you respect."
Jenny struggled, bucking her hips, but the fight had taken its toll—her body was slower, weaker. Sharon released one wrist just long enough to flip Jenny onto her stomach, face down on the rug. Jenny clawed at the floor, trying to crawl away, but Sharon straddled her back, grabbing a fistful of her daughter's disheveled hair and yanking her head back painfully.
"Stay down, bitch," Sharon growled. She shifted lower, planting her weight on Jenny's lower back to immobilize her legs. With her free hand, Sharon spread Jenny's ass cheeks roughly, exposing her completely. Jenny's eyes widened in panic as she realized what was coming.
"Mom—no—please—" Jenny begged, her voice breaking, but Sharon wasn't listening anymore.
Sharon spat directly onto Jenny's tight asshole, then without mercy drove two fingers deep inside, twisting and pumping viciously. Jenny screamed, a raw, animal sound that echoed off the walls, her body arching in agony as her mother mauled her most private, sensitive hole.
"This was Yuki's favorite move on you, right? Let's seeif it works for me." Sharon whispered venomously, adding a third finger and thrusting harder, stretching and tearing at the tender ring. "Now feel what real pain is."
Jenny's nails scraped uselessly against the rug, tears streaming down her face as her mother's fingers scissored and probed deeper, deliberately cruel. Sharon's hand worked relentlessly, knuckles grinding in and out.
"I give up, Mom...Please stop..."
Jenny's screams turned to sobs, her body going limp under the assault. Only when Jenny stopped fighting entirely—shuddering, broken—did Sharon finally pull her fingers free.
She rolled off, both women collapsing side by side again, chests heaving. The room reeked of sweat, blood, and defeat.
Sharon stared at the ceiling, her hand trembling. Jenny curled into a fetal position, quietly crying.
Sharon pulled Jenny into her and cradled her head. "I'm sorry I had to that, baby. I'm sorry..."
The end
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