1. Mum my slave


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

    watched my mom's heaving breasts as she screamed at me. Even though mom was thirty-eight-years-old she was a well stack thirty-eight-year-old bitch. I had often fantasized on fucking her every which way. And as I stood before her being admonished by her one o those fantasies came roaring to the front of my libido. “…GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND NEVER COME BACK!” Well that did it. If I was going to be tossed out on my ear I decided I would go with a bang. A pussy bang. My mom's pussy bang. My first real pussy bang. “GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” As mom was screaming at me to get out of the house that I have lived in for some s*******n years I lurched across the leaving room. With a single powerful backhand I sent mom crashing to the floor. She looked up at me in total shock and disbelief. Before she could do anything I place my left foot on her breastbone between her 36” C-cup breasts. “ROGER WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!” Scream my mother as she tried to wiggle out from underneath my foot. “Putting you in your place where all bitches belong!” I snapped back and pressed down harder on her breastbone. My cock sprang to full hardness. Enjoying the feeling of power I had over my mother I shifted more of my weight from my foot on the floor to the foot pressing down on mom's chest. “Please Roger you're hurting me.” Mom sobbed. “Let me go.” Mom started to reach for my foot that was pressing down on her chest with both of her hands. But I intercepted them with my own hands. I ...
    interlocked my fingers with hers and f***ed them back until the knuckles of her fingers almost touched her forearms. “AAARRRGGGEEE!” Mom screamed out in pain. My lust filed cock begin to throb as I f***ed mom's hands further back. “AAARRRGGGEEE!” Mom screamed out again and her body started shuttering. As mom struggled to free her trapped hands I raked my foot that was pressing down on her breastbone. “AAARRRGGGEEE!” Once again mom screamed out in pain. Only this time it was somewhat louder with a tang of fear in it. Once my foot cleared my mother's torso I slammed the heel of my foot into the old breadbasket. Air came whooshing out of mom's lungs in a gurgling rush. Gasping for air mom stared up at me with pleading eyes. Not caring how mom felt I twisted her bent back hands outward and jerked her up to her feet. This enlisted another pain filled gasping howl from her. Trying to ease the pain in her wrists mom lurched up on her toes and did a little jig. But it didn't do her any good. Her hands remained painfully bent back and her wrists were severely twisted. My bl**d-engorged cock was demanding to be released from its confinement. But it had to wait a little longer. I f***e mom to walk around to the back of the couch. Then in one fluid motion I released her left hand, spun her around by her right hand, f***ed her right arm behind her back and yank her right hand up between her shoulder blades. Mom squealed in pain as she was f***ed to bend over the back of the couch. Using my free ...