“Please, no… Xxnx Mother’s weight rose up off my back as she stood. She maneuvered the rounded nose of the prick once more against the sweet little pucker of my anus. The rubbery knob of her strap-on prick plowed into new territory in the depths of my colon as my tight little rectal portal stretched obscenely around the ever-increasing taper of the cock shaft. “How cute! I howled with lust, the fleshy folds of my profanely overstretched twat exploding into a spasm. A brief sound of rummaging was heard and then the crush of soft carpet fibers under Mother’s heels revealed her return from behind. Some days I found myself in the mood for a string of anal beads, but on a whim this morning, I had gone with the tastefully petite plug, adorned with a glittering faux jewel on the end.
