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Mother my slave
Date: 7/24/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: , Source: xHamster
I growled. “Lose them and I'll strip your hide off your ass!” As I released my grip on her right nipple. Mrs. Joan Peterson's stomach did flip-flops as her taste buds registered the acidic taste of her own urine and the earthy taste of her own excrement. She wanted to spit her soiled panties out of her mouth. But she feared her son's retaliation too much to do so. So Mrs. Joan Peterson continued to munch on her soiled panties as if they were a tasty bit of chocolate candy. I took a long delightful look at my mom's succulent body. She was five-feet six inches. With long carroty red hair that hung down to her mid-back. She had kept herself in suburb shape over the years. Though not as tight and firm as she was in her teen years her 36”-30”-34” figure was a delight to look at. A thick unrulely forest of pubic hair denoted that she was a natural redhead. Her legs were well tapered and seem to go on forever. They ended at the junction where the flesh pillowed up to form the delectable plump twin half moons of her derrière. Like most natural redheads mom's body was specked with freckles. Especially her face and upper chest areas. Even the tops of her 36” C-cup breasts. They drooped somewhat and had stretch marks (but hey what can you expect after having two k**s suckle on them) but they were still a fine looking set of jugs. They were caped with inch long nippers sitting atop pimply half dollar size areoles. Her tummy also showed the berthing of her c***dren. Despite her workouts ...