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Mother my slave
Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: , Source: xHamster
mother's bl**d and shit. He would have to clean it. But he didn't want to stop playing with his mother in order to go to the bathroom to clean it. As Roger stood there wondering whether or not to head for the bathroom a chicken shit grin spread across his face as he came up with a simple solution to his cock cleaning problem. Moving around from his mother's jism dripping rear to her rug plastered face Roger felt his cock stirring. Grabbing a handful of his mother's red hair he jerked her from her servitude position to an upright position on her knees. Roger giggled as he watched the chewing motion of his mother's jaw. “Spit out your chew toy mommy.” Mrs. Joan Peterson thirty-eight-year-old mother of two knelt in the hall just outside her bedroom. She was in excruciating pain. She had never been in so much pain in her entire life. From the twitching and cramping of her hammer locked arms that were secured behind her back. She longed to straiten them out. But they were restrained in such a way that if she moved her arms she would choke herself. So even though it caused her great agony Joan f***ed herself to push her hands higher up her back just to ease the choking. To her blazing heinie. She was sure that her posterior had been stripped raw from the beatings that had been delivered to it by a wire clothes hanger. She had quickly learned that her son loved to beat her with the hanger no mater if she resisted or cooperated with whatever he wanted her to do. Just the ...