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Mum my slave
Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
my cupped hands from the bottoms of mom's boobies until they were cup over her pointy nipples. Then slowly but methodically I begin squeezing them lovely speckled boobies. I squeezed and squeezed and squeezed, squishing my mom's boobies with a claw like grip until the soft malleable flesh oozed between my fingers. “Please Roger don't. It hurts.” Mom whimpered as she tried to use her free hand to remove my hands from her crushed breasts. My response to her pleading was to viciously twist the two squished titties in opposite directions. “Arrrgggeee!” Mom cried out in pain and her knees buckled. She would have fallen to the floor if it were not my iron grip on her boobies. “Oh…god…it…hurts!…It…hurts… Hurts!… Please…Roger…let…go!… Let…go…of…my…breasts!…Please…Roger!…Please!…Oh…god…Please!!!” Whimpered mom stutteringly as she tried harder with her free hand to get me to release her trapped titties. Once again I showed my mom my sympathy for her anguish by snapping her crushed and twisted boobies apart. “Arrrgggeee!” Mom squealed as her hand went into uncontrolled spasms. “Finish stripping mommy!” I snapped as I maintained my grip on her boobies. Trembling like a leaf my mom quickly pulled the nightgown over her head and pulled her left arm out of the sleeve. Within seconds her nightgown joined her housecoat dangling from the crook of her bound right arm. After pulling my mom back upright by her breasts I released my iron grip on them. Mom stood on very wobbly legs as I flicked her ...