I thought I’d spend thanksgiving with my girls, cooking all day and then watching tv after but I had no idea that Master had his own plans for us! We were all in the kitchen cooking when I heard the front door slam, I hurried to the living room to see what that noise was when I saw 10 strange homeless men walking in followed by Master. I was in awe of their stench and a little scared to have them in my freshly clean home. Master came forward and commanded me and my girls to see to his guest, he told us to drain their balls while he watched us. I was afraid to disappoint master so I hopped right to action, dropping to my knees and taking off my clothes. My two well trained daughters followed my lead and we started sucking cock, no matter how filthy or foul their hygiene was. My cunt throbbed knowing I was making Master proud, surely this was his kindness to me and my girls this thanksgiving.
Category: Cock worshiping
Master’s Thanksgiving Kindness…
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Can Cum True
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies for mature women? I think most men do, especially for mommy. I am 40 now. I have a 19-year-old son who resents me. I have done everything for him and his sister, but neither appreciates the sacrifices I have made for them. They have a nice house to live in. New clothes on their backs. They have health insurance and college funds too. My daughter is in high school, and my son is just a bum right now. He was supposed to be going to college, but he withdrew after the first semester. He will not get a job. He just wants to drink, get high and hang out with his fellow bum friends. I have worked hard as a submissive whore to make sure him and his sister are well cared for because their father has never paid a dime in support. I let my son have it last night. I yelled at him for being a freeloader. I mean he hates my lifestyle, yet he is comfortable freeloading off it. I was on my own before I was even 19 and my lifestyle may not be ideal, but a mother does whatever is necessary for her offspring. Later that night, he was drinking with friends, and I guess he was still seething from our conversation earlier. Him and his drunk buddies burst into my room and tied me up so they could fuck me. My master does not like incest or jailbait sex, but my son is legal age now. He would not approve though of my son forcing himself on his submissive slave. I fought, but I was no match her 4 teenage boys. They all wanted to fuck me. They took turns fucking my ass and my pussy. They pissed on me too. They were violent little savages. They left me full of cum and bound tightly on my bed for hours. I guess I am my son’s submissive slut too.
Bondage and Submission Whore Bernice is Your Toilet Too
When you are a bondage and submission whore, you do anything you are told, even the stuff you do not want to do. Master is on this new arthritis med, and he is taking a dick pill, so he feels 30 again. I guess he feels like he is making up for lost time. He summoned me to the office yesterday. It was my day off, so I knew this was not good for me. I cannot say no to him, but I was not looking forward to whatever he had in store for me. He wanted to tie me up to my office chair like he used to before arthritis prevented him from tying knots like he once could. He is back. He tied me tightly to the chair. I love being his bondage whore. I was not just that though. He wanted to piss on me. He was not always into water sports. He accidentally pissed on me this year because his prostate was not working correctly, and he saw how disgusted I was. He has been doing it to me since. He likes humiliating his fuck pig. Not every time. I think he likes me guessing. I was tied up to my office chair when he pulled his cock out. It was not hard, but he shoved it in my mouth and started pissing. He held my nose, so I was forced to swallow his nasty old pee. I swear he eats the nastiest stuff when he knows he wants to piss on his whore. He was not peeing on me. He was pissing down my throat and making me swallow it all. I was grimacing, but I could not breath, so I had to swallow it so I could open my mouth. I rarely talk about pissing phone sex because I do not want to give anyone ideas. I am glad my master is feeling better thanks to modern medicine, but I really hate being his human toilet.
Prostate Milking is a Process
The loudest screaming orgasms I’ve ever heard are from the guys who come to me for some prostate milking. They scream and shout as their bodies shake and shudder, pricks pumping out shimmering pools of pearly pecker goo the whole time. It can get pretty crazy and really messy, especially when my entire fist is buried wrist deep in their rectum. If you like the look, feel and taste of cum as much as I do, you’ll agree that it’s completely worth the extra effort.
Proper milking is a process. You don’t want to just jam your fingers into a guy’s butthole, find his rubbery little cum nugget and stab at it with your manicured claws. The session will be over before it can even get started. You have to start by edging him out, teasing his tallywacker and gently nudging his nutsack a bit, first. Massage his undercarriage and play with his prostate from the outside, get it all juiced up and ready to start leaking out a little love lotion. You’ll know when it’s time to start making your way into his shitbox by how much precum is drooling out of his dong. Once you have a steadily flowing stream of slime coming out of that cock head, you can venture on around to the back.
Doing two things will prevent any unwanted anal blowouts when you’re fisting someone: sequential stretching and lots of lube! I make sure the cornhole is coated and filled with lubricant before I start with my one finger warm-up. It doesn’t take too long for a sphincter to get used to a single digit and, before I know it, I have three of the five fingers on one of my hands inside his anus and gently tickling his semen maker. Three soon turns into four then I add in the thumb, holding the tips of all five together to make a cone shape with my fingers. That’s the most important stretching moment, once I pop my knuckles past their turd cutter, the rest is a snap.
Imagine wearing a hot and mushy, super juicy oven mitt that weighs 200 pounds on your hand. That’s what it feels like when you’re wrist deep in an ass. Slight jabs and gently moving your fingers generates some crazy gyrations and hip grinding from your guy, every time. Stroke his schlong in rhythm with the thrusting of your fist and you’ll get so much jizz out of your extreme fetish phone sex freak that you won’t know what to do with it. I suggest sucking it all up and using it to play with your pussy, but that’s just what I like to do with it.



















