La mia grassa MATRIGNA mi sveglia succhiandomi il cazzo

Blitzen wasn’t in last place, but she only had me throwing wreaths at her bottom. There was something safe about her- like she was down to earth but still hot. “I think we have to wait before we can swallow.”

“Oh yes, that’s fine,” I gasped, clearly satisfied. “Your mom is hardcore into the Christmas party traditions, Son. Eddie and my father laughed about how naively bold I was thinking that I could lure a mother and a daughter to a party like this. I couldn’t think straight. I chalked up her calling me “Master” to a slip of the lip and tossed a wreath directly at her ass. I want to stay behind!” My mom begged as she wiggled her ass. “The answer to your question is that we do the early games to get the men horny and work the women up into a nice lather. It’s all in good fun. Eddie walked around slapping asses -including his wife’s ass. She was completely nude, not even wearing her BDSM rope or ornaments, just like the other girls in heels and a red collar with a bell.