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Mother my slave
Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: , Source: xHamster
her tortured mammary glands up off the floor as she lurched forward. She let out a little sigh of relief as her tortured nipples and newly formed minitits clear the floor. But it didn't last long. THUD! “ aaaaarrrrrggggeeeeaaaaggggeeee !” Mrs. Joan Peterson howled through her soiled panties as her son slammed his shoed foot atop of her bound hands, which drove her abused breasts back into the floor hard. “Wait up there mommy.” Roger giggled as he lifter his foot and slammed it back down. “aaaaarrrrrggggeeeeaaaaggggeeee ” “I know that you're raring to burn more titty rubber but we must add some go juice to the old HOOTER-MOBILE.” Snickered Roger as her took his foot off his mother. Quivering in fear the thirty-eight-year-old mother looked over her shoulder at her son. As much pain as she was in she saw that Roger was in just as much pleasure if not more. She couldn't understand how the offspring of herself and her loving husband could be so monstrous. “Oh god here it comes.” Joan groaned in shame to herself as she watched her son with his ragging hard-on kneel behind her up thrusted rear. “My own son is going to **** me.” Joan winced and sobbed as her son's hands started to knead her blistered buttocks. Joan had expected her son to **** her with his stiff member in her aching vagina but it didn't happen. What did happen shocked and shamed her even more. Joan's scream could be heard throughout the house even through her soiled panties in her mouth as Roger plunged his hard ...