1. Mum my slave


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    minitits in little rivulets to join the bl**d running from her bloated nipples to splatter to the rug below her. I could actually see the super-sized nipples and the minitits pulsate. And they were very hot to the touch. Even the lightest touch to them made mom howl in sheer anguish. Of course I was not the slightest bit interested in lightly cressing my mom's beautified nippers. So instead I clamped down as hard as I could on one of the bloated nipples. Then I released my hold on her hair and latched on just as hard onto the other bloated nipple. This started another round of wall rattling howls to streaming from mom's mouth. And a renewed effort to free her hands. For several minuets I shook mom back and forth by her trapped bloated nippers. When I finally freed them mom fell to the rug in a sobbing heap in the last direction I had jerked her in. I was ninety percent sure that mom wasn't faking not being able to free her hands. But there was still that ten percent possibility. I would tend to that later for now I was satisfied that mom would not be using them to ease any of her suffering for a very long time. If anything she would add to her suffering by choking herself. Even though I had shot my wad, (which by the way was now coating mom's face) my prick was still as hard as ever. I could feel another load of spunk building up in my balls. And I hadn't even fucked mom yet. That i****tuous event was still a ways off. I still had a lot of booby torture to perform on mommy ...
    before I even conceder taking her to bed for a royal fucking. After all I've really done so far was a little playful fun with mom's nippers and a little touché tickling. Mom had many more bits and pieces to play with. And more then one hole that my cock could go spelunking in. I crotched down next to mom's shuttering, sobbing form. She was on her back with her weight resting on her pinned arms. Her 36” C-cupped breasts were laying flat on her chest quivering like melted jello. Sticking strait out proudly were mom's newly formed minitits and their super thick long purplish-black nipples. Though they were no longer bleeding they were throbbing delightfully. “Mommy!” I cooed as I smacked the wire clothes hanger hard atop her quivering convulsing stomach. With panic in her eyes mom turned her face towards me. I could see the terror in her tear streaked, wild eyes. I could tell she wanted to beg me verbally but she didn't dare. So instead she begged with her eyes. They were imploring me not to inflect any more pain upon her already savagely whipped rump and especially her poor agonizingly throbbing deformed nipples. But her pleading eyes had no effect on my raging libido. I was just having too much fun. Still swatting her tummy hard I asked, “Mommy that isn't the position we were just taught to be in? Now is it?” “Please…Roger…please…no…more…please…” “ WHAT ! I did not give you permission to talk BITCH !” It tickled me to see mom had overridden her fear of speaking to me. But the ...
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