1. Mom`s Toilet


    Date: 2/12/2016, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 51, Source: xHamster

    have to understand; I've been watching you and I've come to the conclusion that you're kind of a loser. This was going to happen to you one way or the other; I figure this way you can serve your mom like a good son should and I can keep you around. It's win-win." I was speechless and now deeply saddened. "I know it's hard to hear at first, but you're going to have MUCH bigger things to worry about hon." "Like what?" "You'll find out later sweetie; first you have to be trained." "Please, don't do this." "That's the first thing; I don't want to you talking unless it's to say 'Yes Goddess' or 'No Goddess' although I better not hear 'No' to pretty much anything; you'll do as I say and appreciate it. Do you understand that?" I stayed quiet, angry in my eyes. "I asked you a question toilet. That's what I'll be calling you from now on;" she reached down and pinched my nipple hard; it felt like it was going to pop. "Yes!" I screamed out in pain. "Yes what?" She asked, squeezing harder. "Yes Goddess! Yes Goddess!" Finally, she let go; I would have rubbed my nipple to soothe them had my arms not been tied. I instead, blew on it as if it were hot; it was dumb. Mom laughed a bit as she got up on to the bed, straddling my body with her legs. I couldn't help but get a little turned on; she was sitting on my chest, her shapely ass very near to my face. My penis started to get a little hard. "Awww, don't worry sweetie; that'll stop in a while," she said, indicating towards my penis. Then, ...
    like a mouth opening I watched her raise her butt and scoot back, sitting it on my face. I started screaming immediately, a low, muffle scream in the middle of gray spandex covered asscheeks. It wasn't just the weight but also a potent, toxic aroma that already lingered around her asshole. It emanated with a heat like breathing in and out; a thick shit smell like an unwashed ass. "You like that sweetie? I haven't wiped my last few dumps but don't worry, you won't have to deal with that just yet. But that caked on shit, oughta make these farts pretty unbearable." She leaned forward, all her weight still sitting on my face, and blasted. BRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPP! "Mmmm, that's good; smell that sweetie. Smell mommy's fart." I shook and trashed my body but my head was stuck forward and straight in my mother's ass; the fart air blowing f***efully against my nose as it fills the nostrils with a putrid dairy smell. I moaned, "Pleaseeeeee!" "Aw sweetie, are you saying please because you want more? How polite." She bent forward once more. PRRRRROOOOPPPPPPRRFFFFSSPP! "Oh, wow, that was a wet one; I have to be careful so I don't leak through my pants just yet;" she laughed. I was in hell, assaulted by a new gas blast while still unable to endure the last. I choked and heaved, trying to breath. It sounded as if I had asthma as I was f***ed to take in nothing but pure mom fart. I groaned, each moment was a new torture, the smell never staying the same or never becoming fully tolerable ...
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