“Bitch get over her and dry me off, now bitch” she demanded. Desi indian “Oh mom.” was all she said before walking back out of the room. This time she knew I was looking at her in a way that had nothing to do with a mother/daughter and everything to do with domination and sex. “Yes ma’am” I whispered before running my tongue around the outer edge of first one breast and then the other. “Oh mom.” was all she said before walking back out of the room. Did I cunt?” “No ma’am, I am sorry ma’am please forgive me” I stammered. “Yes ma’am” I whispered before running my tongue around the outer edge of first one breast and then the other. She continued doing it over and over using my head and tongue like a dildo slamming me harder and faster inside her.
