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Mum my slave

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

back to life. Especially when her tongue slid across his piss slit. After a good ten minutes his third load of jism exploded out of his fuck rod. This one splattered across his mommy's face. Coating it with a thick layer of gooey slim. With his prick once again drooping he stood back and looked his mommy over. He was delighted as the results he had created. He bet himself that dear old dad never had this much fun with mommy. Nope dad was the pure vanilla type. Strait missionary intercourse. Nothing fancy. Just strait sex. Poor old dad would never know the pure joy of corn holing, deep throating and a wonderful cock cleaning. Not to mention the excitement of teaching mommy to obey his every command with a single peace of crude equipment. A wire clothes hanger. Yep good old dad just didn't know what good time he had missed being the stuffy old coot that he was. Now that he was dead he would never know. Too bad. His lost was Roger's gain. Roger was going to fuck his mommy every which way and remold her to his liking. Still looking at his kneeling mother Roger saw that her stomach was convolsating. Swooshing the clothes hanger past his mother's jism dripping face he barked threateningly, “MOMMY if you puke my jism out I stuff this hanger up your poop chute. Then I'll roto-rooter that shitter out till you lick up every speck that you spewed out!” With amusement Roger watched his mommy rapidly swallow hard several times as she fought the urge to vomit. “The HOOTER-MOBILE is all ... topped off mommy.” Roger snickered as he walked behind his kneeling mother. “Lets see now. What should the second booby drag race be for?” Roger asked as he slammed his hand into the back of his mother's head. The f***e of the blow caused Joan to pitch forward. With her arms still pined behind her back in the hammer lock position the thirty-eight-year-old mother had no way to check her fall. She slammed face first into the floor. Crushing her abused, swollen nipples and her newly developed minitits into the rug. Leaving her well whipped heinie sticking up high. “Now what could the second booby drag race possibly be?” Roger asked his mother as he rammed his hand back into his mother's twat and thumb into her just reamed shitter. Though he already knew what was going to happen he left his mom in suspense for a few minuets. “I know. Our chew toy must be losing its flavor. So lets add some flavoring to our chew toy. Pick our chew toy back up mommy!” Roger hoisted his mom's knees back off the floor by her twat and started slashing his mom's ass once again. Franticly Joan upon her tortured nipples and breasts scooted across the rug to her sodden panties. Using only her lips and teeth she quickly repacked her mouth with her soiled, soggy undergarment. Once they were fully in she started to chew on them. “Mommy the second booby drag race ends at the chew toy flavoring bin.” Roger snapped as soon as her saw his mother resume chewing on her soiled panties once again. Joan wondered where ...