Mommy loves her son, more than anything. But sometimes – especially in those younger years he needed to learn who was in charge. You must start very young to instill the respect those little ones seem to lack. It’s nothing that can’t be fixed though, with a little bit of punishment, a little bit of pain and of course Mommy’s stern voice. I do the same thing now even when I am not getting my way with him. He thinks that I won’t let his tight little hole get fucked but does he not remember the way it used to stretch around all those dicks? I never needed to spank my son because he just would have his tight little butt fucked raw. I always helped too, ready to cum hard and get the much needed results from him. Obedience, he learned it quickly and never fought my lessons. Now we have a mutual understanding, but sometimes he likes to play bad boy so I’ll call over a friend or two to teach him to behave again.
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Breeding Lil Slut
All I am is a breeding little whore, and I want all your cum loads. I like the thought of having a big belly and swollen tits full of milk. I am always fucking all the guys I know to get all the loads I can, my mommy even helps me. My mommy goes out and finds guys that would wanna cum in a lil tight body slut. My Valentines day was filled with hot loads in my pussy and ass, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. After I get loaded I thrust my little pussy up in the air so none of it goes to waste. After we have our lil one we can have all the fun we want with them, doesn’t that sound fun?
Milf phone sex with Lorena
Once again, I’m home all alone and horny as hell. My husband provides with the material things I desire. But I never get his time or his cock. He knew when he married me I had a high sex drive. All the jewelry and clothes can’t replace what I really crave…big cock. It was another boring Monday morning, I was in my bedroom watching porn. I was just about to pull out my trusty vibrator when I heard the doorbell. I put my robe on and headed downstairs. I peeked through the peephole and saw a black flower delivery man holding a dozen, red roses. I could see that he was tall and not bad looking. I felt that familiar throbbing in pussy. I wanted him. I loosened the belt on my robe so that breasts spilled out. I wanted to get his attention. And all the other delivery men fell for this trap. I opened the door and his eyes went straight to my tits. He couldn’t find his words and just stood there stammering. “Delivery for me?”, I asked. His eyes couldn’t look away from my tits. “Why don’t you come in and you can have a better look at my whole body, Mr. Delivery Man”, I told him seductively. He rushed inside, threw the flowers on the floor and grabbed me into his arms. We kissed deeply, and we undressed right there in the foyer. Naked, I walked into the kitchen. It had been a long time since I’d done it in here. I pulled a chair out and motioned him to sit down. I slid my wet pussy onto his big, black cock. I rode the hell out of him. Bouncing and grinding, he dick felt so good inside me. I rocked my pussy back and forth, slamming myself into his body. I love when my husband sends me flowers
Grandparents love and their visits rock, well grandpas cock
It’s so fun when my parents come into town. I love the fact that my mom and dad are so loving. I get to share my experiences as a youngin with my daughter. She got to learn what it was like to be tagged teamed by my parents last night. My mom and dad were very loving at times and taught me everything I know. I guess they felt like playing house because even though they are separated, they came to visit at the same time, and they were not fighting. I knew what that meant. Play time and I was right. I could hear them all night. I thought I heard my girl scream a few times too, I heard a bit of moaning, crying and a bit of slapping while dad and mom moaned. It was all coming from the same room, so I assume they had taken my daughter to learn a few lessons. If she is good, I know dad will give her a big surprise.
Paying Ass Tax
I’m in my bedroom having some quality time with my dildo. My big milk filled tits bouncing around as I’m riding my big fuck toy. Oh fuck this feels so good. I’m grinding the hell out of it, rubbing my clit as I go along. Oh, I.m about to cum..just a few more pumps…When there’s a knock at my door. Fuck! So I put my panties and tank top on and go answer the door. There’s a a man dressed in a nice suit, he certainly is in the wrong place.
‘Ass tax ma’am. You should have received a notification-‘
‘Oh, yeah..right’ I say. ‘ I ain’t never heard no damn ass tax’
‘It’s a government program designed to help with one of our biggest problems we are suffering today’.
‘Which is?’ I ask.
‘It’s a shortage of spermatic fluids, there’s a shortage over the world.’
‘What in the hell is that?’ I ask.
‘ Let me show you.’ he says seductively. He pushes past me and takes my hand. We walk into my kitchen and me orders me to sit on the counter. He raises me legs up and slides me soaking wet panties off. He starts to undress, unveiling a art canvas of tattoos. ‘Show me where the government is going baby’ I leaned back and spread my ass cheeks wide. He wiggled his tongue around my asshole and then rammed me with it, pushing it far inside me as he could get it. I felt a hand come across my stomach, up to my big tit, massaging it. He withdrew his tongue from my hole and jammed a finger deep inside instead. Oh that feels so good. His head lowered between my wide spread thighs and began to tongue fuck me. My whole body began to shake. I wrapped my legs around his head and pulled him in deeper. A orgasm rolled through my body, making me crave more. I unwrapped his head and he stood up. ‘ Are you ready to pay off your Ass Tax?’ he asked.
‘Yes, fuck my ass government man’ I begged. He stuck his hard dick against my hole and sat there for a few seconds. I slammed my ass down on his hard cock, rooting it out. His fingers were rubbing my clit. I whimpered as he pulled out.
‘Is there a pussy tax too’ I asked.
‘ As a matter of fact, there is’ he says.
‘Well no sense in you having to make two trips’ I say as I pushed him off me so I can into position for him to collect it.
This Sissy Mom Loves Our Site Sissy and All Sissies
As a sissy mom, I attract all sorts of losers, but I have yet to attract a sissy as pathetic as our company Sissy. Our company mascot is a Sissy, owned by our boss, Mistress Levi. On occasion, we are invited to help shame the most pathetic pansy of them all, Sissy Michael. This sissy is such a fruity fag too. She has clothes especially made for to wear in public because she loves being shamed by total strangers, especially young girls. I was showing my daughters pictures of the site Sissy in her various outfits and they could not contain their laughter. Seeing Sissy in a cheerleading outfit was enough to make them share the pictures on their social media accounts. My eldest teen daughter captioned a picture “Sissy maid training in session.” She was begging for me to get the company sissy to come over and be her personal servant.
I had to break her heart that it doesn’t quite work that way, but I promised I would find her a local sissy for her very own. But, I did have to explain to her that there will never be a sissy quite like our company sissy. Our site sissy has a teenie weenie that is often under lock and key by Mistress Levi. Sissies should only touch themselves when granted permission, but some sissies like this Sissy are just too shameful to be allowed to play with their minuscule little dicks. Our sissy even has her own site. I showed my daughters her site as well as blogs other women hear have done over the years about her. This pathetic cross dressing pansy has dressed in baby garb, frilly dresses, cheerleading outfits, formal gowns and even a play boy bunny outfit. She is a total disgrace to the gender she was born.
Our site sissy poops her panties; prances about in public begging to be shamed and loves to be humiliated by sexy women and total strangers. This sissy boy mommy is grateful that she does because she gives me a lot of entertainment.
Phone sex whore says : Fuck me OR get the fuck out!
So I’m just sitting in my rocking chair, watching Jerry Springer when there’s a
knock at the door. I bet it’s one of those nasty lot lizards asking for a
place for her and her trucker to go fuck. When i open my door, it’s to
my surprise that it’s one of the new guy tenants. Hes so fucking sexy,
he makes my twat wet. I let him inside my trailer when he starts to
ramble on about how he’s having a tough time financially. I ain’t got
time for this bullshit, this is the second time he’s been late. I
quickly came up with a compromise and I told him that he can either fuck
me or he can get the fuck out. He’s so hard now, I can see his cock
trying to escape from his pants. He spins me around and bows me over
the couch.I look back to see him smiling from ear to ear. With one hand,
he pushes my tight little skirt down to my feet. He pulls my soaking
wet panties to the side. In one hard thrust, he fills my swollen pussy.
I can feel my juices start to run down my leg. He fucks me hard,
pulling my hair and smacking my trailer trash ass. My clit begins to
swell. I’m almost there, I want to cum all over his big cock. All of a
sudden, I feel a hot blast deep in my mommy hole This little bitch came,
and without me! I slam him away from me and told him to get his shit
and get the fuck out. I didn’t get mine so, he ain’t getting his! So
now, I’m pissed off. I missed Jerry Springer and stuck here with a
throbbing, wet pussy.
Why did I even go to church today?
Its been a long time since I have gone to confession, so I decided today was a good of day as any. I walked in and headed straight for the confession box. I attempted to pull the door open and the door seemed jammed. I thought I heard a moan but I continued to try and pry the door open. When I managed to get it open I saw a frightened looking nun with her gown up sitting on the priests lap. He sneered at me to get out and keep my mouth shut. I did as I was instructed. It seemed as if 10-20 minutes had passed all the while I waited for my turn in the box to confess. I kept hearing thumpsand crying. It honestly kind of turned me on, that’s why I did not walk away. The priest came out and gave me a glare as I saw the nun come out and noticed she had blood dripping down her leg and her eyes were red and watery. She asked me not to say anything as she quietly walked away. I wonder if the priest is available to take my confession, I love rough sex.