The clock sang merrily. XXX Hot I celebrated by buying a nice set of sensible home attire. He resumed his fucking, to maximize penetration with each load fired into his mommy’s baby oven. I closed my lips around his pumping shaft and sucked. Why should I ever return to my house and my raping boy? It was a good day. “Now are you going to be a good, rape mommy, or do I have to chain you to our home?”
“It won’t be our home, Son.” I was babbling, my cunt had begun to secrete lubrication and his prick was spitting pre-cume. What did you buy me?” Race halted practicing his Sousaphone and ran from his room upon my late arrival. I curled to one side and got up. When he left, he didn’t run the shower, but I saw that he had laid
