”Abbas said –“ok mom.”Abbas unhooked the bra and moved the straps down from her shoulders and taking off the bra from her body. And again star...ed to play with the boob. His mom was enjoying this a lot. One breast getting sucked by infant baby and other nipple getting pinched by adult baby. She was getting aroused by her own son. She started to feel wet in her panties, soon she realized that it was not that wetness, the baby has done toilet on her. She soon got up. Abbas asked what happened, she. The first day that the crazy bitch had essentially tied him down and let men fuck his face, though she had ensured his participation with torture, ten men had unloaded their scum into his mouth and stomach mostly his stomach before the crazy bitch had gotten him up and made him do exercise to make sure he didn’t freeze in one position.Then she forced him (with a cattle prod!!) to give himself an enema. “Just in case someone wants to fuck your boibitch pussy, you might want it clean so you. He won the struggle and was now fucking my arse with full force. Because of the brutal pushes he had to hold my belly so I wouldn't topple over and fall flat on my face. The pain was getting unbearable now and I had dried my tear reserve. I opened my eyes again. Being upright I could see myself and Malcolm in the bathroom mirror. He had the expression of a brute stabbing a victim. Vicious and mercilessly stabbing my aching rectum. We locked eyes in the mirror's reflection. Sweat beads all over. " He led her into the other room to let Jennifer rest. "Lie down on the bed on your stomach. I'm going to brush your hair. You can tell me what you want as a favor while I do that."Betty didn't know why he wanted to brush her hair but she was OK with anything he said. Naked, she lay down on the bed as Paul got Jennifer's mother's heavy wooden hairbrush. He had seen it on the dresser. "I want you up on your elbows," Paul corrected. Again Betty obeyed. Paul gathered back Betty's long, silken.