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Mum my slave
Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
pressed her abused mammary glands into the rug. And assumed her painfully taught servitude position. That did it. Roger had to get relief for his blue balls before they exploded. He moved behind his mother and surveyed her up thrusted ass. Licking his lips with fervor enthusiasm the s*******n-year-old came to a decision. WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! Mrs. Joan Peterson lurched forwarded as the clothes hanger etched its way across her well presented rump. Without her son holding her knees off the floor by her vagina allowed Joan to lift her face and most importantly her tortured mammary glands up off the floor as she lurched forward. She let out a little sigh of relief as her tortured nipples and newly formed minitits clear the floor. But it didn't last long. THUD! “ aaaaarrrrrggggeeeeaaaaggggeeee !” Mrs. Joan Peterson howled through her soiled panties as her son slammed his shoed foot atop of her bound hands, which drove her abused breasts back into the floor hard. “Wait up there mommy.” Roger giggled as he lifter his foot and slammed it back down. “aaaaarrrrrggggeeeeaaaaggggeeee ” “I know that you're raring to burn more titty rubber but we must add some go juice to the old HOOTER-MOBILE.” Snickered Roger as her took his foot off his mother. Quivering in fear the thirty-eight-year-old mother looked over her shoulder at her son. As much pain as she was in she saw that Roger was in just as much pleasure if not more. She couldn't understand how ...