Sensual Rubbing by Indian stunner

He sleeps peacefully feeling no remorse for removing the enemies of his country from this life. After all, he was the best and there were so many he can hardly remember them all. Your mommy is a witch, did you know that little boy? Probably not, because the world out there has probably convinced you there’s no such thing as magic, there’s no such things as witches or warlocks or dragons. And to be fair, dragons aren’t real, there actually is no such things as dragons. Also I’m not a witch in the fairytale way you humans like to talk about them. There’s no magic wand, no potions, no spells, none of that stuff. It’s just that model my mind is way more powerful than the minds of you sexy humans. You aren’t even my little boy, did you know that? Well off course you are mommy’s little boy now, there’s no denying that, but you probably don’t remember your life before strip you came here, do you? I guess you were a stock broker or a financial adviser or something fancy like that, single and single-minded, just focused on your money and career. I believe you were here for some important meeting, it’s not important anymore though. You went out teasing for a walk. The hotel clerics Nipples should have warned you not to go out when the sun was setting. They know. The locals know about these hills, my hills. But you didn’t listen, you weren’t a good boy, back then, you were disobedient and cocky. You went out for a walk, a breath of fresh air, you walked over my hills and then... boom, you didn’t know what happened suddenly you were inside my hill, remember that? You didn’t even realized you were inside the hill, even though the dirt on the walls and the roots hanging down from the ceiling should be a clear giveaway. You were trapped in a cage you thought, you were screaming, cussing, indian trashing around. You weren’t mommy’s little boy back then. You were a full grown man on a business trip that walked right into my erotic hills, lucky me. Lucky mommy. You know, full grown men don’t need to nurse with their mommy, I guess you forgot. I guess I’ve brainwashed you too much by now for you to remember. Each time you drink from mommy’s breast, each time you gulp down mommy’s magic juice it’ll render you more and more helpless, it’ll make you more and more dependent on mommy. Mommy’s milk shuts down your thoughts, makes you helplessly addicted and regresses your mind to function like a little baby. Remember the first time sweetheart? You were trashing around still and then I entered the room, just wearing a skirt, my boobs bare and exuding their magic glow. You were mesmerized, you stopped screaming and just froze, you froze to look at my breasts. You had an instant hard-on. Whilst 132 was putting the cream on my tits I found the courage to look erotic around. Are you okay with strip this? What kind of person just reveals details like that to a co-worker? Still, Zane held on to her hips and just hammered his cock into indian her. He stared down at her and said,”So what now granddaughter? A young female stepped forward. She had a trimmed bush of golden hair hiding her pussy. John worked hard at eating a whole lot of food and getting none of it on his tuxedo. model “You can still say it, call me Mom.” Then from lapping to sucking. That’s why I moved out here to get a fresh start and you’re the first woman I find that I’m attracted to.” I could feel Nipples my heart beating so loud it was going to leave my chest. When I woke up, I had never been happier. It completely teasing smothered my head, my only air coming from the gaps made when she shifted her position. Linda moved from deep throating me to sucking on my balls, which she knew was really going to push me over the edge. His mouth was starting to fall open. She looked directly at Connor as she finished the last line. “Time for this Robert.” Her hand goes straight down into his pants and wraps around what I’m sure is a stiff wiener. I squeezed her, feeling her tit through sexy the cloth, her bra's underwire stiff. “We have jammers in place. You're so hard. “I’m serious Dave!” she quietly exclaimed.