Horny Senior Bruce Catches Sight Of A Uber-cute Lady Sitting

Kendra’s Narration: I couldn’t believe the predicament I was in. I was lying nude on my son’s bed. He was on his laptop on his desk, sitting in nothing but his briefs. I was quietly sobbing blowjob as I thought about what happened earlier this morning. I didn’t want to cry too hard because I didn’t want to anger David. How did I find myself in this mess? More importantly how could my Son be such a psychopath. And now I was fully at this teen monster’s mercy. I reflected on what happened. I had tried to go to David’s room first thing in the morning to get him to erase the pictures I had so foolishly let him take of me the night before. Boy was I an idiot. I was a fool to think that David would just delete them. Little did I know what he actually had planned. He threatened me with my worst fear. He threatened exposing those pictures to lick my husband, family, and work place. This would ruin me entirely, and he knew this. I was panicked beyond belief when he threatened me with this. I started bawling uncontrollably at just the threat of this action. Instead of showing any empathy for his Mom, this monster sensed weakness and pounced. He assured me he would keep the pictures to himself, but at a great price. He wanted me, his loving Mother, to use sexually until my Husband came back. At first I thought handjob he wanted sex alone. As disgusted as I was by this, I reasoned that if I needed to do this to protect the life that I had built, I would. I would just simply think of my husband, or maybe even Brad Pitt while we were doing stuff. And after all, my Husband was only going to be gone for another week or so. I accepted his offer reluctantly. It was only after hearing his “ground rules” that Hardcore I realized what he actually wanted. He didn’t just want to have sex with me, he wanted to completely own me. He wanted me to be his property, to be used in any way he wanted, like a doll. I realized that not only did he want to use my body, he wanted to humiliate me. He demanded that I be naked at all times, that I call him Master, as well do anything that he ordered me to do without a second thought. This terrified me. I realized that I was at the whims of a madman. What choice did I have though? I kiss her lips lustfully, doesn’t care that that very mouth just had my cock in it as our tongue swirls naughtily. Cervical orgasms have changed that lick and made us concentrate on the womb, so we usually go through a few different positions and then change to reverse cowgirl for blowjob the finish. Her tongue lapped at my pussy. He burst Hardcore laughing and slapped her cunt making a loud wet noise. I wonder if you can as well. Watch out, you might have more visitors tomorrow.” I reach over to the nightstand and grab some lube. "I'm not finished with you yet slut." I moved her wrist back down to her brother’s abdomen and forced it down under his PJ bottoms. The night before, she set out to delete the video she captured of Evan and her, but after watching it, she couldn't. Then again, your tears after consummation handjob were quite real and the only time I have seen real emotion from you. I dozed off or went unconscious I am not sure. “What is it, Mrs. Winston? married. It was like someone sawed off your leg and you learned to live with just the one. I tried on the gown and then asked my uncle if he could take it back and get one teen a size bigger. I stared into my daughter's eyes as the pleasure rippled through my cunt. Once the second layer had been whipped off, the ladies all congregated around the said genitals with their candles.