Bas phir to mam ne khud hi aapni bra kholi or mera mu lekar aapne kamal gora se doodho par laga diya me unke un dono doodho ke sath khelna laga kabi u...ka nipple aapne datho se daba raha to chus chus orr daba daba ke bura haal kar raha unke boobs puri tarha lal pad gaye fir unhone mere kapde uttare or mere lund ko dekh kar boli kas mera patti bhi mujse roz asa chodta to m bola are mam ham h to kya gam h!..Fir maine unki panti uttari unki chotti si chut se chipki panti uff mera to bura haal ho. Jason padded silently forward towards Emma - trying to ignore his mother. He had felt a white-hot flash of rage suffuse his entire body when she’d had the nerve to actually smile at him - like he would have somehow been pleased by what she had done. But he couldn’t react - he couldn’t explode with all the anger and frustration he was feeling right that second; he couldn’t risk doing anything that would lock in an attribute for Emma.His mind was whirling non-stop - it was all so obvious now what. Mandy was also a confirmed fuckpig, once she is naked with a group of hard cocks there is little she will not do, and no amoutn of degredation is too much for her.On one memorable evening I used a wooden paddle on Mandys big tits, the sort of little padle which has spiky plastic 'flowers' on one side. These look innocent enough, but are vicious. If you apply the plastic flowers to already paddle skin they will easily break the skin. Following a vigorous paddling with this instrument, Mandys. Anne-Marie cowered on the bed, naked, cum seeping from back and front, jaw aching, tears not far from her eyes, as the big black woman gazed down and demanded she kiss her, timorously she knelt and did as she was bid, Janet returning the kiss with fervour, gently slumping the girl back onto the duvet her big black tits spreading across Anne-Marie`s chest pinning her to the soft counter-pain, it was not what she had expected. Their lips disengaged, “look honey “ the coloured madam said, “you.