Kerala Masti

My mother drops her bra on the floor, revealing those shapely breasts and her round areolas that could fit a silver dollar on them. Then her throng drops to the floor, showing off her neatly trimmed pussy with only a small patch of brunette hair shaped like a triangle just above her slit. Then she drops to her knees and pulls down Lexie’s bikini bottoms. Out pops that fucking fat cock of hers. Eagerly my mother starts stroking it while she licks the woman’s balls. I can’t believe what I am seeing. This is blowing me away. My mother is on her knees blowing a trans woman. Not just any trans woman, but she’s my boss. Her boss! And yet, my dick is as hard as fucking steel. “What should we do with that son of yours?” Lexie asks. “I figured he would try to quit on me. We’re definitely going to need to break him.” My mother pauses from massaging the woman’s balls with her tongue. “What punishment did you have in mind, mistress?.” “What the hell?” I spout out without thinking. “Don’t be surprised, your mother has been Hardcore my slave since we were both in high school. It was our dream to live a life like this,” she says. “She knows her place. You just need to learn yours. You were born to be mine. Now, why don’t you join your mother on her knees in servicing my cock.” I just stare at them dumbfoundedly. “You don’t want this going out to everyone, do you?” She grabs a remote controller from the counter and flips on the tv. I look over to see vintage security footage of me sucking her dick from the other day. “What the fuck, you filmed that?” I ask, fear slowly starting to grip my heart as it beats ever faster. “Of course, I record everything,” she gives me an evil smirk. “You’re my slave from now on. The sooner indian you get used to it, the sooner you can start to enjoy being my slut.” “I have an idea that might help; my girlfriends say this works, I’ll show you my tits. It was Blight, fulfilling his assigned task. As I dried myself I realised that the only dry clothing that I had was my skirt. Phil indian and Eddie are spreading my legs and showing off my drenched panties for the crowd’s amusement. The short meal and morning had tired me, again. I said are you sure she said without a doubt. I pulled the lycra from my right side and released my cock which was like a spring, releasing the tension after ten minutes of built up pressure. No sooner had the tiny scrap of garment slid away from her womanhood than a tongue slid into her waiting, pouting pussy lips. "Oh, what is it?" I know that Daddy asked the police to keep an eye out for him, but no luck so far.” I had a serious look on my face then. She finally let go of my dick and stood up. please?" Ignoring her pleas he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her, pulling her into him and forcing Hardcore his cock to bend upward in order to slip past her bulging insides. The phone clicked. I groaned, the pleasure surging hot through me. My eyes rolled back in my head. Try it and boom,” the Alley Viper spoke calmly while he closed his fists and then opened them quickly as if they were an explosion. Spreading my legs. Hubby started setting up camp getting our tent up within minutes and a fire started. Rescue had become a taboo word for the family, and on their way there, they discussed ideas for improving their camp. I really liked this teasing and wished vintage I could last for a long time but with all my power over others and innate things, I could not prolong my own coming, so I opted for Wilma to get her release before I did.