I'm his Mommy. He is eight. He is cute. I fucked him at the back. It is early morning now. Last night I fucked him thoroughly. I posted and confessed what

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I’m his Mommy. He is eight. He is cute. I fucked him at the back.

It is early morning now. Last night I fucked him thoroughly. I posted and confessed what we did. The confession begins with the same six words. There are other confessions. S** is a performing art.

My eight year old son spent the night in handcuffs, an ankle bar and a tight leather gag and with his c*** in a c*** pump. One stroke of the pump every five seconds, enough to tease, enough to keep it hard, not enough to unload him. His b** is a bit sore, throbbing after being fucked so hard by his Mommy. His bed is soaked in piss. I love him.

Today I will dress him in tight lacy girl’s knickers. And I might give his b** a whacking with our naughty stick so that he shifts erotically in his seat at school.

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New Confession

My parents and I are Arab new to America
One night we were walking home from the store
As we walked through the alley a huge black gang member came up and robbed my dad and then shot him
As dad laid on the ground the guy took out his c*** and put mom on her knees and demanded she s*** his c***
Mom did as she was told
After awhile he pulled mom into the house
He made mom ride his c*** on her bed
And he said to mom “I had fun shooting your husband !”
Mom rode him faster and asked “why did you make me see that?”
The guy said “tell me what you think of it:”
Mom answered him in a way I don’t understand
She said you feel how wet my p**** is so you know how I feel!
Mom kept riding him

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