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Mother my slave

... panties out of her mouth as the accursed metal clothes hanger whooshed pass her face. Roger looked down at his kneeling mother. To him she was a vision of lovlyness. Though he had fantasized many, many times about having sex and doing some of the things from the bondage videos with his mother he never dreamed that he would ever actually ever do it. But here he was with his mother as his very own fucktoy. Kneeling submissively before him in her birthday suit. With his jism dripping from her devirginize shitter. He looked down the stretched slope of his mother's 36” C-cup breasts. To the new minitits that he had created. That were capped of with the new and improved nippers. With each sobbing breath his mother took he loved the way her breasts improvement quivered and shook. He was looking forward to the next thrill pack session with them delightful heaving boobies. But first there was some prick cleaning that mommy had to do. Roger stepped forward and grabbed his sobbing mother by her ears, “Clean it mommy!” Roger chuckled as he thrust his semi-hard spunk, bl**d and shit cock at his kneeling mother's tear streaked face. Mrs. Joan Peterson gagged and choked as her s*******n-year-old son shoved his semi-rigid phallus into her mouth. Though she had preformed fellatio several times. It had only been with her deceased husband. And the few time that she did she had only lick and sucked on her husband's bulbous head. She had even licked the long hard shaft. But now she had her ...

... son's entire prick in her mouth. Even in its semi-erect state her son's cock completely filled her mouth, stabbing at the back of her throat causing her to gag. Joan knew that soon her son's cock would be forcing its way down her throat as it grew to full erection. Already she could feel bl**d rushing into the cock. Making it to become harder and harder and longer and longer. Joan tried to pull her mouth off her son's hardening cock as it breached the narrow passage of her throat. But the powerful grip her son had on her ears made it impossible. Joan was not only trying to dislodge her son's cock because it was gagging her but she desperately wanted to eject the ever increasing harding phallus because of the fowl taste that accosted her taste buds. Joan's husband had never ejaculated in her mouth. He had always did it into a Kleenex and discarded it into the trash. Once she got a small sampling of sperm it made her ill. She vomited for an half an hour. Now she had more than just a taste. Her son's entire cock was coated with his sperm. The revolting flavor started her stomach churning. But as bad as her son's sperm tasted it was nowhere near as bad as the raw earthy taste of her own excrement that was also smeared along the entire length of her son's cock. Joan felt her bile rose up from her stomach. It would have sprayed out of her mouth if it weren't for the bulbous head of her son's cock completely plugging her throat. So after splashing against the cock head Joan's bile slid ...