At this point he had the routine of bitchy-mom-breaking down to a tee. When your mom came over to his house to scream into his face about how he had 'beat the shit out of you and pissed in your backpack' he respectfully let her speak her mind. When she was finished he grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her down to her knees. And with one well-practiced motion he undid the drawstring to his gray sweatpants.
Almost a foot of flaccid, wrist-thick penis flopped out onto her face.
And the rest came naturally.
"I would rather gargle your massive loads than kiss my husband ever again!"
The image of your imperious mother was now that of a disgraced woman. They were now in the boy's bedroom. He was sat on his bed naked while your mom was stripped down to her black thong underwear. She was crouched between his legs where she had been slaving over his enormous cock for the past hour.
"Please! Y-You can beat up my son whenever you want! He probably deserved it! Let me make it to you by sucking on your fat, sweaty balls!" She moved to position her nose between the crevice between his cock and balls and inhaled deeply--her mind reeled as the scent of musky ballsweat exploded in her sinuses as if she had snorted a dab of wasabi. She sucked at one massive ball with whorish need. It was so big that she could only suck and slather her tongue at its underside.
God I am so fucking wet! He could probably produce more sperm in one of his testicles than my faggot husband could produce in his entire life!
She let go of his balls, turned her back to him and shoved her face into the duvet, raising her thick ass high. She reached back and hitched her thong to the side and with both hands spread her ass wide apart.
"Fuck me." She breathed.
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At this point he had the routine of bitchy-mom-breaking down to a tee. When your mom came over to his house to scream into his face about how he had 'beat the shit out of you and pissed in your backpack' he respectfully let her speak her mind. When she was finished he grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her down to her knees. And with one well-practiced motion he undid the drawstring to his gray sweatpants.
Almost a foot of flaccid, wrist-thick penis flopped out onto her face.
And the rest came naturally.
"I would rather gargle your massive loads than kiss my husband ever again!"
The image of your imperious mother was now that of a disgraced woman. They were now in the boy's bedroom. He was sat on his bed naked while your mom was stripped down to her black thong underwear. She was crouched between his legs where she had been slaving over his enormous cock for the past hour.
"Please! Y-You can beat up my son whenever you want! He probably deserved it! Let me make it to you by sucking on your fat, sweaty balls!" She moved to position her nose between the crevice between his cock and balls and inhaled deeply--her mind reeled as the scent of musky ballsweat exploded in her sinuses as if she had snorted a dab of wasabi. She sucked at one massive ball with whorish need. It was so big that she could only suck and slather her tongue at its underside.
God I am so fucking wet! He could probably produce more sperm in one of his testicles than my faggot husband could produce in his entire life!
She let go of his balls, turned her back to him and shoved her face into the duvet, raising her thick ass high. She reached back and hitched her thong to the side and with both hands spread her ass wide apart.
"Fuck me." She breathed.