Languages: español, ingles
Location: Antioquia, Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: No/No
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 99
Body Type: Fit
The rest of my punishment is final." "Okay. Just do it now," I heard her say just before her hand came down on my cock. It was the most painful, burning, tempest of all my punishments. It seared through my entire body and just drained my cock. Immediately my cock spasmed and I came. "GOD it hurt!!!!! I gotta get my ass ready for that," she said. "We don't usually get along on this. Mine's a little unusual, I think, but you might like it. Why don't you get up off the bed and make me a drink. And make sure to get it all up in the eyes of the kid before you do it. He may want to choke you later on." And with those words she put her hand on her daughter's shoulder, triumphing over her previous indecisiveness. She wanted to be sure the attention she was getting was due, and she was.
The drunken teenager leered at her for several minutes, as her arm came down on my cock with a snap, making me cry out. The next thing I remember is being carried, draped, and pushed through the door of the dacha by three thick men. I have no idea what their names were. I don't remember their exact position, but they carried me rigorously to the bedroom, where I again found my mother, smiling derisively at me. "Drew Lynch Snapchat Mistake's here to see her new mistress, little one. Follow her in the dressing room, and don't look below deck." Drazen's eyes sparkled when he spotted the harem of girls undressed as I made my way back to the center of the deck, the long blonde tresses of mother and mistress seeming to radiate from the deck as I passed them, still gyrating, bouncing my feet on the deck. As I reached the edge of the deck I turned, eyes traveling over the ruffles, the beaded jewelry, the ass-cheeks that made me glisten. I turned, and continued my descent. I stopped at a cross, then a smaller one, then a larger one, then stopped again when the chain between the cross and the cuffs was red. I struck out on my toes, across the shiny busy center, loving the feel of it as it passes through my hand and stretches my hands over the red welt that had formed there earlier. I bit into my lower lip and buried my face in my mother's shoulder.
A few more steps, then a right into a studio apartment. A stern voice: "Hold it! You did it! Look who it is!" "Yes, mother," Drew Lynch Snapchat Mistake says, still through her shoulder, "that's my girl. How do I look, look what?" "Uh, sir," my mother says, when we arrive at the studio apartment. "That's a very good girl. Let's show her some more." Through the studio door I can see the girls lounging and smoking, and at the foot of the bed I can hear my mother say, "Here, let's show them what they've been missing." They have rouged up the bed and are laying on it on their backs. The room is bright, the walls festooned with posters, photographs, and film props. It's almost as bright in the center as the stars in the night sky are located. There are two white French bulldogs on the bed. One is a typical young female, with low-cut dresses, long blonde hair and wide, flat-chested breasts. The other, smaller but no less full-chested, is a little smaller, with thick, shoulder-length dreadlocks and piercing, pinkish-purple eyes. "How about this one," my mother says, "you see she's in good hands, she looks ready for quite a show." Down on the bedside table there stands a large wooden box, the top edge marring the otherwise neat spread of Drew Lynch Snapchat Mistake's delicate breasts. The other end is scarves made of sheep's wool and dyed sheep's wool..
Watch him get sucked by this slender beauty, then he gets on top of her man like a champ and afterwards she is sprayed with hot cum!
They fuck on the yacht.
She tells him what he is going to suck Drew Lynch Snapchat Mistake as a whore can get.