Please tell me to let Barry punish me for what I did,” My Mom said.“Barry can now punish you whenever you are rude, cruel, pushy, hesitant to obey...orders, including for things you have done in the past that still bother him,” I told her that was a new forever rule.“Hold your ass cheeks apart, Mom!” Barry said, and my Mom removed her hands from her cunt lips and reluctantly pulled her big butt-cheeks apart. My Mom’s asshole was slick and wet. Her butthole puckered slightly like it was winking at. In a statistical sense. Why?" You're a real blonde... either that or you've been using the two-bottle peroxide kit. No, your eyes are so blue, you've gotta be a blonde. Dad's hair was dark brown. So's mine. Is that what you meant by statistics? Odds are for it, but no guarantees?" I think so," she said. "Satisfied I'm a real blonde?" Yeah, with your pink skin and blue eyes, you're a blonde, all right." He patted her pussy, looking at her lovely body."I try to flex my body, and it just doesn't. ”“You are not an admirer of Napoleon Bonaparte?”We were leaning at the taffrail of the vessel, and he spat over the stern before speaking.“The man was a military genius, but left two armies to fend for themselves while he scuttled back to Paris and safety.”He stared at the wake of our vessel for a moment.“Of course, he had good political reasons for his action in each case, but it did not make what he did any more palatable for those of us who were left behind – first in the sand and then in. No lube, just a dry, ramming f***e r****g my tender asshole. Pushing deeper and deeper. I finally felt his balls finally reach my pussy lips. His cock was now fully buried in my young ass. I had a second to regain my breath I thought but the bastard immediately pulled out, his cock making a popping sound as it exited my ass. Then, again he f***ed his cock deep into me until I felt his balls slapping my pussy lips. I cried in pain as he ****d my ass over and over again. Mr. Online laughed as I.